Girlfriend is very proud of her toned, thin body, but suddenly puts on weight leading to exaggerated curves, specifically some extra soft, thick thighs and a fat ass. She is humiliated by it, but her boyfriend can’t seem to get enough of all the extra her to go around. Maybe include some smothering and teasing? :)

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Maria frowned into the mirror. She used to be a gymnast. A gymnast! But ever since she’d settled down, the pounds had just kept piling on, and on, and on. Now here she was, enormous, bloated, practically the only exercise she got being her thrice-daily stuffing session that kept the pounds piling on. The growth was equal parts humiliating and arousing. While she never thought she’d be the one to gain a ton of weight just because she was in a steady relationship, and she was constantly at odds with her clothes, and running into old high school gymnastics friends at the store was a damned nightmare, it was definitely not without its perks.

For one, her boyfriend had been horny before, and they made love regularly. Now he was insatiable, and he was hardly ever satisfied unless she came at least three or four times. She spent almost two hours every day with him eating her and pounding her and feeding her, an before long it was all one giant feedback loop of sex, pleasure and gaining that became inextricably tangled up in her head. Even though she was on board with the feederism train, she wasn’t completely sold on what she saw in the mirror. Her boyfriend’s hands found purchase in her soft bottom and she sighed.

“What’s the matter baby?” He asked, pressing in close and snuggling her. Her soft body overwhelmed his much smaller one.

“I feel huge,” she said, gesturing down, sinking her hands into her plump belly. “Like feeling huge feels good, but I don’t always like looking at myself feeling huge. If that makes any sense.”

“It does,” he said, sagely. “We can always stop any time, and I’ll help you lose the weight if you want.” She shrugged, then blushed as she felt his hands working her. “And you don’t just feel huge. You are huge.”

“Careful,” she muttered darkly. “I could sit on you.”

“Is that a threat or a promise?” He asked, grinning, and giving her a quick peck on the lips. It turned out to be a promise. He spent thirty minutes on the couch, unable to speak around a mouthful of ass. He wouldn’t have it any other way.