The tables have turned
Youāre so beautifully soft and plump. You eat for me like a good piggy. You never turn down a meal or even a snack. What a good piggy should do. I stay fit to take care of your obese body which is slowly making you bed bound at seven hundred ninety pounds. Butā¦lately Iāve been eating your food. I feel guilty but my self control has dwindled. My lean body is going soft and Iāve put off going to the gym. But I can help enjoy what I cook for you and try the takeout I bring home after work. I promiseā¦Iāll work it off here soon.
But maybe not. Iāve gotten used to snacking frequently. Ordering myself things here and there. I myself have even gotten a bit turned on by having a big stuffed belly. I wonder if you have noticed? Probably not. You spend so much time munching mindlessly you probably donāt notice my growing waistline and my thickening arms. Its little changes anyways. Maybe Iāll order one more pizza then start working out again.
Okay that wasā¦a pizza and some chinese. Its just so good! I fee likeā¦Iām starting to get addicted to these things. Fast food, chocate snacks, donuts, fried food. I never really understood the addiction, just the results that I loved to see so much. God sugar really is addictingā¦I hide my own habits from you hoping you havenāt seen my love handles forming. My pants have gone up a few sizes tooā¦ I really do need to stop but god cheesy fries are to DIE for. How have I ever chosen salads over these? Iāll start jogging tomarrow I swear!
I didnātā¦I put that off as well. I keep bringing you your treats but end up eating half of them. Half your fries, maybe a couple slices of pizzaā¦ I sat in the driveway and ate my own footlong sub before I gave you yours. Fuck. I am really letting myself go. Iām turning myself into a hog. I literally cannot stop. Having a huge stuffed tummy keeps me going. I broke the button off my jeans yesterday! Thats a goal of ours when we got together. Except you were pushing four hundred pounds and I was still fit. Now Iām turning into a hog. My stomach now has rolls and my butt has gotten jiggly. Iām sure you can tell now but you havenāt said a word. Maybe you want me to fatten myself up like you? Eating as much as you do every day. Glutting and glutting myself into obesity. No! I canāt! Iāll be more strict! Iāll eat healthier and get a treadmill! I canāt do this to myself. Youāre the feedee, Iām the feeder. Thats how this works. Yeah.
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Iāve gained sixty pounds in four months. Its harder to get motivated to workout. Iāve gotten off track after eating well for a week straight. First it was a little candy bar, then a donut for breakfastā¦now Iāve finished off a medium sized pizza by myself. You of course packed away an extra large plus breadsticks. You finally started to tease me about my weight. But the thing isā¦I like it. Stuffing ourselves together was fun. You petted my fat tubby belly and I groped your mounds of blubber. You cuddled together afterwards like two fat pigs at a farm. Iām not as embarassed anymore but uncertain as to how Iām going to shed these pounds off. Besidesā¦who will take care of you if I get out of shape as well?
Its been eight months now. You lovingly press a crispy warm brownie passed my lips. Its so rich, cakey, and filling. My belly is stuffed and round. Its almost painful to keep eating but your voice talks me into it. āEat a little more sweety the pan is almost finished.ā I stretch myself out in bed and breathing is difficult. You lift another square of brownie to my mouth and I hesitantly take it in. āGoodā¦just keep going one moreā¦ā You whisper rubbing my stout tummy. The lower your hand rubs the more excited I become. āYouāre getting so soft now!ā I swallow hard and gasp as you lift the last piece. āOkayā¦last oneā¦ā I groan and my poor overstretched stomach gurgles trying to digest the sugary treat. āOpen up.ā You demand. Aroused by your sharp voice I take in another square yet again. āGood piggyā¦ā You set the pan off to the side and your hand slowly trails down my underwear. āNow for your reward.ā
At exactly one year I reluctantly stepped onto the scale to face my fears. Weighing in at two hundred fifty pounds I realize I have really let myself go. You have lost a bit of weight though since Iāve started eating almost more than half of your shareā¦maybe even more. Youāre fine with it though since you were missing your mobility even though you still struggle to get up and out of bed. I love watching you push, heave, and rock your heavy body onto your feet only to watch you helplessly fall back into bed. We both laugh at your expense. I tease you by calling you demeaning names in which, I know turns you on. āWhats wrong piggy? Eat so much you canāt get up?ā I watch your face redden in sexual frustrationā¦or rising blood pressure, either one.
I have noticed your attitude changing though. Your whole personality has gotten a bitā¦dominating. Ever since Iāve started getting fatter that seemed to have sparked something in you. Watching my body swell up has given you ideasā¦
āEat it!ā You shout as you sit on top of me, your immense weight fully pinning me to the bed. āMf!!ā I struggle to gulp down the last bit of donut as another enters my mouth. āGoodā¦have another!ā You grind on me while I concentrate on devouring another sweet sugary treat. āYesā¦eat for me. You need to be fattened up!ā Your jiggling body has me flustered and hot while I gorge. āGood piglet! More!ā My taut belly wobbles as you continue grinding yourself on my smaller yet plump body. Chewing and swallowing I endure the feeding you are pushing me to do. āWhat a hog! Youāre gonna be as big as me!ā I wince in pain as my stomach expands even more. Your hands rub and press on it massaging gently. āOne more tubbo!ā You chime squeezing my cheeks to open. I tiredly chew and gulp down the last bit of dessert letting out a big sigh after you praise me.
Things are starting to change between us. You are now becoming more bossy and dominant while I find myself submitting to your demands. It really has taken a toll on my body. Iāve gotten slow and sluggish from all the carbs and sugar. My body is heavy and very out of shape. I seem to take up more space and have even broken a wooden chair. It was already broken, I tell myself. You tease me though. āPoor piggyā¦wonāt be able to fit through doors soon!ā Youāre always prodding and poking my flesh and wobbling my hanging gut. You have even gone as far as to tying me down and force feeding me until I beg you to stop. We both can now eat an extra large pizza in an hour with breadsticks. Youāve shrunk to six hundred fifty pounds while my weight has sky rocketed to four hundred seventy. Its harder to move or even stay motivated enough to get out of bed. Youāve been more active towards forcing me to guzzle down gallons of sugary pop and eat carb loaded foods. Iāve slowed down so much these passed two years. My gluttony and sex drive have taken over. Feeding, fucking, sleeping.
My breathing is labored now as I reach six hundred pounds. You have forced me to walk on a treadmill for twenty minutes while you record me and taunt me. āWork them pounds off fatty! Orā¦you can try. Iāll just feed you twice as much when youāre done! Youāll be too tired and hungry to resist anyway. Move!ā Iām sweating profusely and my thighs are rubbing together. My ass is jiggling and my belly is audibly slapping my lap. My feet hurt so much I moan for the torture to stop. āKeep going pig I need you fit!ā I whine and grunt while slowing down. My heart is pounding. I stop the machine and beg some more. āPleaseā¦Iām too out of shape!ā I gasp for air and hold onto the treadmill dripping with sweat. āOkay hog, since you couldnāt complete a whole thirty minutes you need to eat twice as much as usual!ā You guide me to the bed and shove me over. I fall like a boulder and lay there panting. Youāve grown so cruel towards me but I love it so much. You have pushed me further into obesity while you yourself struggle to get around. Pretty soon weāll both be screwed and need a full fime feeder as we eat ourselves bed bound.
So if I could find a feeder willing to care for two hefty hogs, think you would be up for the task?
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