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"You’d start out in your bra and panties.
Your feeder has been fattening you up so much that you don’t really have any outfits that fit anymore. Your feeder doesn’t believe you and demands that you show them your clothes don’t fit before they’ll buy you new clothes.
“Look how fucking fat you’ve made me, baby. I don’t have any clothes that fit me anymore because of you.” You’d show off how your gut hanging over your panties and your tits spilling out of your bra. “You don’t believe me!?” you’d say embarrassed, knowing full well you’re going to...

****THIS WAS A CUSTOM VIDEO****

"You’d start out in your bra and panties.
Your feeder has been fattening you up so much that you don’t really have any outfits that fit anymore. Your feeder doesn’t believe you and demands that you show them your clothes don’t fit before they’ll buy you new clothes.
“Look how fucking fat you’ve made me, baby. I don’t have any clothes that fit me anymore because of you.” You’d show off how your gut hanging over your panties and your tits spilling out of your bra. “You don’t believe me!?” you’d say embarrassed, knowing full well you’re going to have to try and squeeze into something.
“Fine I’ll show you just how absolutely massive you’ve made me.” As you finish saying this you’d pick up the jeans you’ve been eyeing in fear for the last who knows how many weeks, fearing they aren’t going to fit anymore. You’d fight and struggle with them to get them over your warm soft thighs. You’d struggle to pull them past your expanding ass. You’d fight with the button and zipper to finally get them on.
Red faced and out of breathe from the struggle or maybe from embarrassment at how absolutely soft you’ve let yourself get you finally show off how snug your pants have become. “See I told you that you’d made me too fat, I could barely get these buttoned and look at this muffin top, it’s huge.” You’d jiggle your love handles and belly to emphasize the muffin top.
“I don’t know if I can even hide it with any of my shirts, baby” you’d take a top you had sitting out and put it on to show that all your tops are now crop tops and you can’t hide how poorly your pants fit.
Your feeder then tells you that your clothes obviously still fit since you can still button those pants, but not to worry they would fix that. “Wh-what do you mean they still fit as long as they button? Do you plan on making me so fat that I burst out of my pants?” As the words come out of your mouth you realize that you’re not out of breath and red in the face just because of the war you just had getting your pants on.
You’re also out of breath and red in the face because the thought of being fed until you burst out of your clothes is turning you on like nothing else. “Is that really what you want to do, baby? Do you want to keep feeding me and feeding me until this big fucking belly bursts the button and seems on these pants?” oh god this is so arousing and you can see that your feeder is enjoying the show as well.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you? Turning me into a big fat fucking whore.” You’d start squeezing and caressing your tits and belly. “What if I just let go and gave you all the control, baby, how fat would you make me?” You take your top off to get better access to your tits and belly. “Would you stop at 10 or 15 more pounds? Would you stop when these tits burst out of my bra?”
You’d take your bra off really playing with your breasts and belly as you get hornier and hornier. “No, that’s not enough baby, if you’re going to make me your fat whore we’d need to go even further; what about 25 or 30 pounds? Maybe my belly would pop this button by then?” You unbutton your pants freeing your belly, sliding them down over your ass and thighs.
“That still isn’t enough though, is it, baby?” You would lean over in profile so you can show off how far down your tits and belly hang. Continuing to jiggle and squeeze their decadent softness turning you on more and more.
“What about 45 to 50 more pounds, baby, do you think I’d be fat enough for my tits and belly to rest on the bed when you bend me over and fuck me? Just think, if I was 50 pounds heavier how wide and fat my ass would be, can you imagine watching it jiggle and send ripple across my soft fat body while you fuck me from behind.” You’re about to explode with how horny you are at this point so you go in for the big one. “You’re going to make me a 300 pound whore aren’t you, baby. That way I can take these fat, soft, warm thighs and smother you between them while I sit on your face.” You’d play with your soft thighs, showing off how soft and warm they already are.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you, feeling me getting heavier and heavier on top of you. Mhmmm I know I would love it, baby. I want you to keep feeding me and feeding me, baby. Don’t stop until I’m as big as you want me. I want you to turn me into your personal fat fucking whore baby!”
With your final exclamation you cannot take the the growing wave inside you anymore and you can see your feeder is struggling as well. "Would it turn you on even more to know how bad I want to touch myself now? Do you want to cum all over my soft tits and belly while I cum too, baby?" You can see the desire in their eyes as you finally slide your panties off. "Well if you're going to fatten me up like some kind of whore you better get that cock out and show me how much you like my softening body!"
You slowly slide your hands down your body from tits to love handles to belly before ending up between your legs. As you lose yourself in the sensations of your body you encourage your feeder to jerk off to your softening body, to all the food they are going to stuff you with, all the weight and fat they are going to add to your frame. You play with yourself and your body until you both cum, happy and content with your growing body."

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