Penelope Rouge
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Can I have more?
🕑 Added 2022-02-26 23:00:00 +0000 UTCPlease? I'm not full yet...I know I just ate a sickening amount of food but...I'm not full. I know I would probably make anybody puke at the site of how much I can consume but I need more. Yes I know my body is getting heavy but it's too hard to work it off. I can't resist it anymore and you just keep bringing me more. My big belly has been stretched and stretched from eating so much it's hard to fill it up anymore. My face gets red and I feel exhausted even getting out of bed, please could you bring me some pizza? You like to sit and watch me binge while rubbing my lardy thighs and hanging belly. You never really do let me take a break from eating anyways... My stomach gurgles from eating like a piggy. I think it needs to be rubbed...please? I've swelled up pretty big since our first feeding session and now I seem a bit useless. My ankles and knees hurt when I stand so you don't make me do that much. Only when you want to tease me. "Stand up fatty, see how much you've eaten? It really shows when you walk- er...waddle." You force me to walk to the other side of the room just for a slice of pie. You can be so mean...but I love it. My body is so big and sloppy that it jiggles with every little motion. Rolls slapping one another when I heave myself out of bed and my thigh fat hanging between my legs. You weigh me every other day making sure I am making progress. You help me put on my XXXXXL size jeans but those are getting tighter and tighter around my bulging belly which happens to peek out of my shirts. "Soon enough I won't be able to find clothes that fit your lardy ass." You tease. Your hands obsessively feel and slap my blubber at every chance you get. Its degrading but I love it.
"I can't wait for you to be completely helpless and bed bound fatty, then I'll just have to feed you until you burst!" Your little comments scare me but keep me excited at the same time. I find myself begging for more food every day now. I need it. I need to feel full at all times or else I grow restless. Your hands are kept busy as you sit on top of me and force more food into my mouth. You keep one hand around my neck aggressively as a threat if I don't eat quick enough. Your presence is frightening now as I can feel your obsessive behavior taking control of you. But I always need more. While you are away at work you leave large meals for me to eat before you return home. You've threatened me if I don't finish everything before you get back. "I work hard to watch my precious piggy grow bigger. I want you to finish every last bite before I get home. If you don't, you will feel my wrath."
But...sometimes I love when you violate me. Gripping my fat swollen neck and squeezing my plump heavy tits when I disobey. Shoving me onto my gut and lashing your belt across my big fat ass while pushing my head into a plate of slop. I need more of that. Pressing on my tight belly and deciding whether I am full or not even after I plead to stop. You just keep pushing for more. One of these days you might just push me until I pop! Gallons of sweet, salty, sloppy mush being funneled down my throat while you get yourself off on me. I love being your toy. Pin my arms and legs down. Tease me. Feed me more. I love when you have total control over me. But soon that won't take much because I'll be way too heavy to resist. Tell me how fat I've gotten and how big you want me to get. Tell me that my health is declining because of my poor eating habits. "I want to watch your heart burst right from your chest while you glut yourself to death. You'd still keep eating even after it bursts!" But you're right, I wouldn't stop.
You love recording our feeding sessions to help fund my weight gain. You read all the comments from other feeders. "Yes...grow even more for us!" "Their belly is getting absolutely gigantic! Keep feeding them!" It only fuels your desire and I take in all of your lust filled torture. Pinching and jiggling my large globs of fat while you yank my hair to open my mouth wider for more food. My legs quiver from excitement. "You're such a fat fuck you couldnt even fit through the door to get away from my grip, hog." God I love it. "That's it...keep eating or I'll start plugging you and watch you squirm as your body bloats from being so full." Nasty and vile. More? "I'll let you lay in your filth you gross human pig! Feeding you and feeding you as your filth builds up and your body is coated in grease and sweat!" I wiggle with excitement and I can tell that satisfies you. I live to please you.
So can I have some more?
