mesd32

WARNING: This story contains content on feederism and related kinks and fetishes or variations thereof. Please only read on if you generally like this kind of thing. Please feel free to leave feedback in the comments and please note the info box at the end. Thank you and have fun. Motherly love Kathrin Berger opened the door to her house with a slightly disgruntled expression. "You're a bit late," she said without greeting the delivery service employee. Orders of this size had long been established every Monday, Thursday and Sunday and she would have expected nothing to be delayed with such regularity. On the other days, Kathrin took the opportunity to cook for herself and her daughter, with whom she lived alone in the large house. The delivery man apologized for being a good ten minutes late and Kathrin took the two large pizzas, one small pizza and several aluminium trays and polystyrene containers stacked on top of the boxes from him. She carried everything inside, into her

She sits in her room atop her creaking bed, her blanket a pile of greasy wrappers. Today makes it one full year since she had given in. The television in front of her flickered, giving her a hundred tiny glimpses of her unrecognizable body. All she could focus on in this moment was breathing through the pleasurable discomfort of 20 cheeseburgers implausibility crammed into her poor tummy. She didn’t even care about the grease dribbling down her double chin, or the itching of the fresh stretch marks that streaked across her gargantuan belly. Over the past year she had kept herself so constantly full of grotesquely fatty food that she could barely consider what she was doing to herself. All she could think about was how absolutely starving she was, what absurd mass of food she would eat today, how turned on she was by her increasingly growing frame, or how mind numbingly full she had gotten by the end of the day. This had only gotten worse as she had been left in a state of constant arousal because she had very suddenly lost her ability to masturbate. She had known it was coming for a while, until after a massive weekend long binge her belly had finally become too massive for her to pleasure herself. Reaching this milestone, of course, made her horniness even greater. She was living in absolute bliss. There was no time to worry about the fact her friends had left months ago, or the fact that her only form of revenue was from horny internet people, or even the fact that in one year she had gone from a 120 pound aspiring model to a gargantuan obese slob who hadn’t even stepped on a scale in months. As she sat on her bed in a state of pure euphoria, gripping her globular, drum tight belly, the door rang. Immediately, a sharp feeling of anxiety and excitement hit her. She both loved and hated letting people see her like this. The embarrassment was such a thrill to her. She would go out of her way to wear clothes that would barely cover her massive body, and didn’t hide her massive belches to show just how much of a slob she is. This of course led to constant judgment and harsh words in public, but it’s also gotten her some benefits. Who knew how many delivery drivers wanted to rail an obese pig while they stuffed their face? Like a dog excited for their treat, she hoisted herself up into a less relaxed sitting position, then slung her chunky, Christmas ham sized legs over the side of the bed. She had to sit and catch her breathe from all that hard labor. It got harder every day, and gave her butterflies every time she had to get out of bed. She then pushed off and landed on her feet, feeling her large belly jiggle then slap against her chubby fupa as it finally came to rest. As her body shifted, so did the many pounds of meat and cheese she had just eaten. Through the flab on her belly, she could feel just how tightly packed her tummy was, the glob of greasy goodness weighing like a boulder on her insides. She began her arduous trek towards the front door. With each step her belly bounced up and down uncomfortably, visibly pushed out past normal extents and weighed down by her stomach contents. Leaving her grungy bedroom, she surveyed the living room and connected kitchen with satisfaction. Every surface of her home was stacked with food. 10 boxes of doughnuts stacked high on one counter, 2 whole birthday cakes on her coffee table, and cupboards filled so full of food that the doors couldn’t shut. Wheezing, she pulled a dining chair over and sat down, grabbing a cold slice of pizza from a box nearby and taking a large bite. Her belly sat heavy, pushing her legs apart and slouching over the seat of the chair. (KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK) The delivery person was getting impatient. Our beautiful bovine sighs and pushes herself up. She gets a few inches above the chair, then flops back into it with a thud and a hearty jiggle. She pushes again, making more progress, but once again flopping into the chair. Finally, with one final push, she stumbles onto her feet. With her slice of pizza in hand, she slowly waddled towards the door. Grabbing the knob, she flung the door open. In front of the behemoth stood a barely 5 foot, petite young woman. Immediately the poor girls expression changed from impatient to shocked and disturbed. With a thump, the large pile of boxes and plastic food containers fell to the concrete and her hands few to her mouth. Slowly, the girl took a few steps back before turning around and hurriedly walking to her car. Standing in the doorway, the lard ball just stood and giggled. The silly girl forgot to put clothes on! Now her massive udders and obese gut were exposed to the world, glowing in the afternoon sun. She took a moment to stand in the warmth and finish her slice of pizza knowing how gorgeous she was, before bending down and grabbing the feast that the delivery girl so rudely dropped. Closing the front door behind her, she placed the massive stack of food on her bed in preparation for her next meal. Still exhilarated from her trip outdoors, she realized it was time to see herself for the first time in months. She waddled to the bathroom, and stood in front of the mirror with the light off. She waited for a moment before flipping the light switch. The woman standing in the mirror was unrecognizable to the girl. Her blonde hair was long and tangled. Her face sported chubby cheeks, a double chin, and a few pimples thanks to her greasy diet. Her breasts were huge stretch mark lined fat bags resting atop her globular belly. Deep fat stretch marks ran across its entire surface of her gut that stuck out a foot and a half in front of her, but sagged just enough to cover her vagina. Lifting her belly took a gargantuan effort, but was worth it to see her large hairy fupa. Her arms and thighs were now the size of her torso before she began to gain. Looking down, even her feet were fat! Giddy with her progress she spun around to see her cellulite ridden mess of an ass and back rolls. Her heart fluttered and her pussy throbbed at her immaculate form. She had been avoiding the consequences of her actions for a while now, but it turns out the consequences were amazing! Realizing she didn’t care anymore, she stepped onto the scale for the first time in months. Her belly was so fat that she couldn’t even see the numbers. All she could do was stand and wait for the voice on the scale. She now knew that her destiny was to be fat. Somehow, she had gained over 200 pounds in just 6 months. Stepping off the scale, she waddled to her bed and flopped onto it just to feel her fat jiggle. She slowly sat up with her belly between her legs and grabbed the boxes of food. She opened each one revealing a feast fit for 10 people made up of steak, loaded mashed potatoes, onion rings, rolls with a tub of honey butter, and a whole cheese cake. Though her belly was already stuffed to the brim, she began to dig in without hesitation. The prized piggy grabbed at the steak with her bare hands, chomping into a piece like a wild animal. The juice dripped down her chin and arms, but she didn’t care. She grabbed steak after steak, feeling her belly expand with each meaty bite. Not built for this type of abuse, her stomach began to groan and splutter for the insane amount of protein she was consuming. After the twelfth steak, they were gone, leaving her soaked in meat sweat, and disgustingly full. She didn’t care how full she was. She had to be fatter. Grabbing another container, she used her one hand to scoop the loaded mashed potatoes into her gullet while the other hand held her growing belly. She ate so fast that the potatoes formed a continuous stream straight to her stomach. Her belly expanded rapidly thanks to the carbs. Her legs began to spread and her stretch marks turned a deep red. The pain in her belly and arousal between her legs was so intense that it numbed her thought process. Even as her stretch marks began to rip open and tears ran down her face, she didn’t stop. She grabbed for the rolls, using them as scoops to get as much butter into her mouth as possible. Eventually the rolls were all gone, so she resorted to scooping the rest of the butter with her bare hands. Finally came the cheese cake. She sat and breathed for a moment, her belly screeching as it bobble dup and down. She then grabbed for the cheese cake, shoving an entire piece into her mouth. Reaching around her belly, she tried to masturbate, but her belly was just too massive. She was over stimulated, in extreme pain, and somehow still hungry. Steak juice, potatoes, butter, and cheese cake covered her belly face and breasts. Her body now began to shut down. She could barely breathe and could feel her eyelids getting heavy. She didn’t care. She just wanted more cake. Piece after piece after piece until….. UUUUAAAHHH AAAAAAAAHHHH With the last slice in her mouth, she finished. Her entire body trembled in pleasure and her eyes rolled back. She flopped onto her back, her belly like a mountain stretched three feet into the air like a yoga ball. As the orgasm finally finished, she fell deep into a food coma. Her food covered body rising with each struggled breath. She had now become what she had always wanted to be. An effigy of gluttony.