My Fantasy

         So I had just met this encourager online. We decided to meet up, and maybe have a feeding session. We met up at an all you can eat buffet. I was aroused at the thought of what might go on tonight, and I had "fasted" all day so that I could eat the most amount of food
possible tonight for him. Now, I was already pretty big, like 350 pounds, so I was already
fat. I just wanted someone to help me get a little bit bigger, and also to worship my
belly.
         So, we went into the buffet, and we sat down near the buffet line so we could make
lots of trips. He piled his plate high with food, and when we sat down, only poked around
until I had finished my plate, then he pushed his full one in front of me and went to get
another one. After my third plate, I was starting to get full, so he told our waitress
that we were going to the bathroom, and we'd be right back. He dragged me to the restroom
and began rubbing my stomach telling me how sexy I was and how fat I was (which always
turned me on) and just rubbed for a few minutes to help settle the food. We went back to
our table and he helped me eat another 2 plates full. Then we left, with my shirt tight
across my belly. We went back to his house, and he stripped both of us down, and put me
down on the floor and then pulled a triple layer wedding cake out of the fridge, called "
Time for dessert, fatso" and began to feed me. Somehow without my noticing, he put a cock
ring on me so that I couldn't cum until he took it off. I was already extremely full from
dinner, and he was feeding me this enormous cake mercilessly, but it was turning me on so
much. I just gave myself up to the feeling and to his stuffing me. Soon I was so stuffed
that I could barely move; he half carried me to his water bed and lay me down on it belly
up. I fell asleep, exhausted from the stuffing session.
         When I woke up, I was slightly disoriented, but remembered where I was. I tried to get up, but arms were tied to the bedposts. He came in with bags and bags and bags full of fast food. He smiled and patted my belly which had deflated somehow from the enormous size that it was last night. Then he began to feed me again. Slowly at first and more and more forceful as I started to slow down a bit. Finally I had finished all 5 bags of triple cheeseburgers. He then pulled out a funnel and a large jug that looked like it had to be about 3 or 4 gallons. He told me that it was super gainer shake, guaranteed to add five
pounds of fat to me per quart. I was so aroused by the thought of it, although somewhat scared of what this guy was doing to me. But I didn't have time to think about it, as he started pouring the liquid into the funnel that was in my mouth. It took him a while, but he finally got it all into me. He rubbed my gut down with some oils and massaged some of the pain out of it. Then he left me again. I was still harder than I had ever been before, and still unable to achieve orgasm because of the damned cock ring. But I fell asleep.
         I woke up to the worst hunger pains I had ever felt. I was so hungry that I felt
like I was going to die. I looked down, and although I knew my belly was empty, it didn't
look much smaller than after that first stuffing session the previous night. It wasn't hard though, it was all new wonderful fat. He came back into the room and untied me, and told me to get up. I struggled for a bit, unaccustomed to the new rolls of fat all over me. I struggled and he laughed and called me fat fuck which made me really horny. He pushed me back down, and mounted my belly, and began to fuck one of my rolls of fat. He put me back into bed, and told me that if I was a good fatboy, he'd take the cock ring off and that he'd let me go. But I had to eat everything he wanted me to, no questions asked.
         I of course agreed. I was extremely turned on by this whole dilemma of mine. He brought in two pushcarts into the room, each loaded with twice as much food as I had been forced to eat at any other time with him. I gulped, thinking that I might have gotten myself into a bad situation. But he started feeding me, so I immediately started to eat. At this point I was weak with hunger, so I was eating faster than ever before. He patted my belly and
said "slow down fatty, we don't want you choking" and with that he shoved another burger
into my mouth.
         After about an hour, I started slowing down, my stomach was starting to hurt from
being so stuffed, and I still had half a cart to go and two of those large jugs of gainer
stuff. He started rubbing my belly to help with the pain. Eventually he managed to get all of the food and all of the shakes into my bloated prostrate form.
         "You have one more task before I let you go. You must eat this entire cheesecake.
Then you can go."
         I was appalled, but had to do it, so he put the cheesecake onto my bloated chest
and went to the other side of me and began stroking my cock. I used my hands to push it
towards my face in order to eat it. It took me 20 minutes, but I was able to eat it all, and I really felt like I was going to explode; both my belly and my balls. He stroked my belly and said, "you did it fatso, and just so you know, those last two jugs of shakes were triple concentrate... you're gonna get so huge fatboy." He then took the cock ring off and
told me that I could cum, but I had to do it myself.
         I tried with all my might to reach down and stroke myself off, but my belly was in
the way. Still struggling I panted "You (puff) did this to me (huff) help me dammit (puff)"
         He laughed and told me that if I wanted him to help, I had to drink another jug of
the shake. I was horrified, but I needed to come more than anything so I laid back and
opened my mouth. He laughed and began pouring it down my throat again. I knew that I was
going to be huge when I finally left here, but I needed to get off. Finally, he had finished, and he began to slowly stroke my cock. I was hornier than I had ever been before, and it only took a little while for me to cum, and boy did I cum. Somehow I crested my huge belly and hit myself in the face and the wall above the bed. I fell asleep again, with him rubbing my spilled seed into my engorged belly.
         The next morning I woke up, and rolled around until he came back into the room. He
came over and helped me stand up. I was absolutely amazed. My belly had grown so much. It must have sagged almost half a foot lower than it had when I first met him, and my love
handles extended further out as well, and my breasts had gotten much bigger, the nipples
not three times the size of a "normal" guy's. And every part of me was so sensitive. I
rubbed my breasts a bit with one hand and my belly with the other, and the friction that my
belly caused against my cock made me shoot my load all over the underside of my belly. It
was so intense that I nearly fell over from the pleasure of it. He grabbed my arm and
steadied me, and when my belly rumbled in hunger he led me to the kitchen. He fed me more
gainer shakes until I was satiated, not stuffed though which was kind of a let down, but if
I couldn't be incapacitated from food stuffing if I was supposed to leave. I went to try
to put on my clothes that I came with, but as I struggled to try and get them on, I realized that they were grossly undersized. He laughed and brought some new clothes out for me, that were absolutely tent sized. But they fit, quite well actually. He walked me to the door, and as we said goodbye, he grabbed hold of my belly, and shook it and said, "We need to work on this belly, these clothes are much too loose."
         I was amazed and so turned on that he still wanted to feed me and make me fatter.
"Definitely dude, same time and place?"
         "Sounds good, we'll have to go for as long as we can next time."
         "Immobility here I come," I said as I shook my gigantic belly...