Inspiration You inspire me to do better. I am always in awe when you finally let your inner desires be revealed. That gleam you get in your eye or the desperation on your face. It makes me want to be more responsive to your needs. You know this is what you need to feel whole, and I need to make that my priority too. You are growing so rapidly now that I am here. Your lower belly and hips are covered in red streaks where your skin has struggled to keep up with your growth. Your breasts are almost comically swollen as your body looks for places to store all the calories you have been consuming. Hips, thighs, arms, and even your chin are softening at a lightning pace. You are sitting on the couch as I make your third meal before lunch. Your chubby greasy little fingers move repeatedly between plump little lips and the two trays on either side of you. I can hear you munching rapidly and occasionally taking a deep breath. I chuckle to myself. You keep chugging the gainer shake you store on your belly for so long that you forget to stop swallowing and breathe. I love your drive, it is amazing how much you want this for yourself. I bring a new tray from the kitchen. You look up at me, the straw in your shake in your mouth. I can see the corners of your mouth turn upward in a smile, barely visible due to your chubby cheeks. SLUUUUURRP. Your eyes go wide as the shake runs out. I see the brief look of panic as you realize it is gone. You look up at me and I swear you have a look of panic on your face until I hold up a tall glass from the new tray I have in my hands. You squeal with delight, flapping your arms a little which makes your whole body jiggle. The old shake cup is dislodged from it’s perch on your belly and falls over, the last few spoonfuls slowly dripping out onto your belly. I place the new cup between your tits and fit the rest of the tray within arms reach. You go back to happily slurping, swallowing, and chewing. Your feet do a little dance as you enjoy yourself. I grab a towel and proceed to wipe off the shake that you spilled. I start at the side of your globular belly and wipe upwards to the crest, gathering the thick liquid as I go. I lift one breast, heavy and soft, and clean under the fold. I move to your otherside and repeat. You barely notice me, deep in the zone of feedist delight. Grabbing the lotion, I procede to cover your ever growing body, rubbing it in as I go. My hand can easily sink into you, like a soft warm plush toy. Every inch of you is buried in soft inviting adipose, well, except for your upper belly. You keep that part stretched tight like a drum. I work across your belly, yout tits, then down your side to your love handles and then your hips. I reach under your belly and lift it up to lotion your upper thighs and underbelly. With your skin care routine complete, I check your food stock - once again, you have consumed most of it. I come up to your plump cheek and give it a kiss. “I’ll get started on your next round, my lovely piggy.” You smile and raise a plump hand ot my face. “Thank you, sweetie. Why don’t you take it to the bedroom. I am almost stuffed full…” you look me in the eyes “... and you know how horny this makes me…” Your cheeks blush. Even though we have known your deviant appetite has always been connected to your greedy pussy, you still get embarrassed whenever you say it. “No problem, doll. I’ll get it all set up for you. I’ll be back to help you up and waddle over.”

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