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Interview with a glutton pt5
Interview with a glutton by Tamara Simmons (Part 5)
Mrs. Nimmersatt phoned me a bit later that day, telling me her client accepted me as guest.
I was unsure what to expect, watching her “eat” that snack was quite a show already. It was pretty clear that she doesn't enjoy the taste of the food most. What she seems to enjoy mainly is the feel of more food going into her massive stomach. She didn't bother to chew to be honest, she cut a steak into large pieces, picked them up with her fork and just swallowed them whole. While all the other food was simply shoveled into her wide open mouth.
The speed her snack vanished inside that gi
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Jealousy II
(USSBBW, SSBBW, XWG, immobility, force feeding, humiliation, familial strife, unhealthy relationships.) I stare at the cakes in their ovens with drool on my lips. So close to being done, and my poor tummy is so hungry... "Charlie," my mom says as she bustles by with a cart full of dirty dishes, "can you help me out with these? Those cakes will rise whether you watch them or not.” "Yeah, sure, just gimme a minute." I brusquely wave my hand at her, the lardy flesh of my upper arm jiggling and dimpling around my elbow; I can feel the seam of my too-tight shirt sleeve open a bit more. Mom sighs, knowing the dishes will get loaded into the restaurant-style dishwasher faster if she just leaves me be; there is far too much work to be done to waste on nagging me. Precious Debbie needs her food after all. So I'm left to sit on my bench by the ovens, eight of them now, all of them full of luscious cakes. I rub my stomach, which hangs down in two folds between my elephantine legs; I have to
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The BIG Date- Part 1
WARNING: This story contains huge WG and feeding themes. Don't like? Don't read!!
Seriously? Is this for real? Damn... I knew I had a track record for picking out of the ordinary guys but- but... this is crazy!! I mean... how could this even happen?! Whoever heard of- Ah! What was that noise? It sounded like an earthquake! ... Oh... I think that was my stomach. It must be nearly feeding time...
I guess I should start right back at the beginning. It's hard to believe, but there was once a time I was voluptuous, 130 pound blonde just looking for love...
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Blake seemed like the greatest man in the world when I first met him. Talk, dark a
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Weighing her is easier than you might think. Go to a truck stop with a modern digital scale. They are far more accurate than the older ones. It won't be good to the exact pound, but its fine for general purposes, and, of course, it's not free.