I arrive bright and early at the caravan with the intention of feeding her and weighing her. I’ve been excited to know how much weight she has gained this week. I start feeding her a huge tub of full fat yoghurt and a packet of Jaffa cakes. Once she’s finished, it’s time to put her on the scales to see how much she’s progressed. I was anxious. She was 115KG last week, and I was expecting (hoping) she would be at leat 120KG today, but that wasn’t to be. SHE’D LOST WEIGHT! She now weighed in at a miserable 111KG! How could that have happened? I interrogated her to find out what could have hap...

I arrive bright and early at the caravan with the intention of feeding her and weighing her. I’ve been excited to know how much weight she has gained this week. I start feeding her a huge tub of full fat yoghurt and a packet of Jaffa cakes. Once she’s finished, it’s time to put her on the scales to see how much she’s progressed. I was anxious. She was 115KG last week, and I was expecting (hoping) she would be at leat 120KG today, but that wasn’t to be. SHE’D LOST WEIGHT! She now weighed in at a miserable 111KG! How could that have happened? I interrogated her to find out what could have happened to make her lose weight, and eventually I get an answer. She’d been exercising behind my back! I was furious to hear this! I’d been making the effort to feed her up and fatten her ever day, and she’d been burning calories off when I wasn’t there! I warn her that there’d better be no more exercising. The plan is for her to gain huge amounts of weight. Not lose it!

This FEEDER FEEDEE SERIES is my personal fantasy. I have been a fat admirer for as long as I can remember, and have been obsessed with pushed feederism for all of my adult life. I hope you enjoy this series.