

When I met my gf, she was dieting and exercising like crazy trying to stay in shape. She cared very much about how skinny she was. But I changed all of that. With encouragement and reinforcement, I urged her to eat more. It turns out she was right about her fear of eating and staying in shape- the second she had somebody who encouraged her to eat, she found her barrier broken down and exposed her weakness for food. Sensing she had no self control, the feeding began. Turns out, she’s unable to say no if food is put in front of her. It wasn’t long before the skinny athletic girl I met starting to balloon, and become fatter, wider and more greedy. I gave her exactly what I knew she wanted, and she ate every last bit. Fast food became a MAJOR part of her life. She traded green smoothies for me hand feeding her burritos. I made sure to let her know how good she looked and how I didn’t mind that her pants no longer fit, or that her bra was too tight. I didn’t mind that her ass grew too big for a chair, or that her stomach starting unzipping her pants on it’s own. Her control slipped more and more, and my feeding sessions increased, as did the quantity of food. She blew up. Her eating habits become awful, and I kept feeding, and feeding and feeding. And she couldn’t resist. Couple that with the attention she received online, great sex and a pandemic that encouraged the lifestyle even more, my once thin girlfriend became the giant hog I always wanted. I always knew I was meant to be a feeder, and now my girlfriend’s body is a tribute to that fact. She’s a bulbous, rotund ball of fat, usually covered in grease and cheese, burping and stuck in whatever chair she’s sitting in licking her lips and asking for more. She’s officially a big ol’ great big fatso. I hope you are all enjoying the ride 👍🏼