Shinonome Ena wheezed as she felt the tube getting pulled out of her mouth. Like a nipple to a newborn, she wanted to bite down on it, and keep the fattening fluid flowing into her mouth - even though she knew there was none left. Accepting her own defeat after a moment, Ena just pouted as she watched a bridge of saliva be left as the only thing connecting her to the tube, before that too fell apart. Like a good wok, the tube's mouthpiece was filled with the flavourings of everything her girlfriend had forced into her face across their dozens of feedings; jam, cream, caramel, chocolate and syrup. In short, it was awfully sweet. Perhaps Ena had just been conditioned into it, but she felt actively fatter whenever the thing was in her mouth, as if she could just imagine something yummy getting pumped down it, and into her own belly. "Mizu--Uurp--Mizuki... That'sh... All?" Ena mumbled, her voice weak, horny and drawled.
Looking down at her destitute piggy of a girlfriend, Akiyama Mizuki didn't know if she wanted to tease and taunt her, or just stare. Ena, dressed up in her frilly, padded pink lingerie, a bow over her cleavage and buried under her love-handles. It was a miracle this set still fit, in no small part because Ena would surely chew the shit out of Mizuki if it ever did burst; these were limited edition, you prick! "What, you wanted more?" In the end, Mizuki chose to tease the struggling glutton beneath her. She'd had to drag the tube out of her puffed-up cheeks, and ended up staring into those bratty, self-obsessed eyes as she'd done so. Ena deserved teasing - she always did, no matter her weight. "You're getting fat. Fat and greedy, Enanan. That's never a good sign."
Ena simply glared up at Mizuki. If she'd been a cat - which she very almost was, to tell the truth - she'd have puffed up her fur and hissed. "If you're too fucking poor to feed me, then just spit it out." Trying to turn Mizuki's teasing back on her, Ena absorbed herself with the prissy, pampered persona she so enjoyed fulfilling. Ena's fullness was entirely Mizuki's responsibility; if she wanted her huge so badly, then she'd have to be an obedient feeder and keep Ena bloated like a tick. Shinonome Ena, unsurprisingly, subsisted on an exclusive diet of cheesecake and pancakes. If something sweet wasn't being practically forced into her fatass of a body at all times, it was entirely in her right to squeal about it. With a little hmph, Ena preened herself on Mizuki's queen-sized bed, wiggling about and letting herself jiggle hypnotically. She'd been nearly flat before she'd let Mizuki fatten her up, but now she was curvy all over - quite literally. Feeling her chest slosh about within her bra was practically an aphrodisiac for the spoilt girl.
"Come on, you've already eaten your way through my paycheck, piggy!" Mizuki grabbed a handful of Ena's chubby cheeks, wiggling the pig's fluffy, flabby flesh between her fingers. Mizuki did her best to keep up with Ena's appetite, but considering she was reaching the quarter ton mark, it was getting tough to keep that much belly filled up. If Mizuki could really get indulgent with it, she'd just keep Ena hooked up to a vat of butter; but that'd earn her little more than a slap on the cheek and one hell of a backache.
"Ngh...! More means more, Mizuki!" Barking more like a dog than a kitty, Ena grabbed at the hem of Mizuki's tank-top and dragged her closer. Ena was weak, thanks to all the catnaps she took, but when she pulled a tantrum, she could still pull one, at least. She was outgrowing her underwear, outgrowing her uniforms, becoming too gluttonous for a normal stuffing, and even getting too wide for Mizuki's bed. Someone needed to teach this useless feeder how to care for a real goddess, and if that meant Ena needed to give her a five-hundred pound squashing, so be it.
"Heh?" Mizuki was actually pretty worried. She'd seen Ena pig out with such a furious appetite that it'd scared her before, and the look in this blobby hog's eyes meant only one thing; more, did really, mean more. "E-Enanan, you're not gonna eat me, are you?!" Mizuki sobbed, trying to resist her girlfriend's buttery fingers. Even with more cream and butter on her fingers than skin, Ena could still grab a handful of food, and stuff it wherever it needed to be.
"What?!" Ena's chubby face screwed up in confusion, almost having to hold back her own laughter. "No, you fucking idiot...!" She cursed under her breath, wondering how she ended up with such a stupid feeder. It'd explain a few things. "Your cock, you jackass." Licking her lips, Ena reached out a flabby hand once again, and grabbed the bend of Mizuki's dick through the stretched-thin fabric of her white panties. "I'm gonna suck the life out of you if I have to." Ena huffed, getting ready for another tube to pump it's load into her ever-greedy mouth.
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