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"*You’d start out wearing a tight outfit. In addition, you’d hide how outgrown the outfit is under a large sweatshirt or hoodie* Things would begin slow and shy as you haven’t seen your significant other in sometime.

“Hey b*by, I’m so happy we finally get to see each other again. It feels like it’s been forever. I’ve been waiting for this moment with excitement and a l*ttle nervousness if I’m being honest” you’d say shyly to your significant other. “I’ve been eating all the food you’ve been sending me, like a good girl, so my body has changed a l*ttle bit since the last time you’ve seen it.” You’d play with the hem of your sweatshirt embarrassed a l*ttle bit. “Do you want to see how fat you’ve made me, b*by? Do you want to see how much your love has destroyed my skinny body?” You’d stare intensely into your significant other's eyes, seeking the validation, seeking that look that says I love you, that says I want you to be pampered and to grow. You find that look and more in your lovers eyes. “Okay b*by, I’ll show you. I thought I’d wear the outfit you saw me in last, but it doesn’t exactly fit the same way as it did back then.” You peel the sweatshirt up over your head revealing a body that has grown in the last however many months. Your tits have swelled straining against the fabric of your shirt and threatening to overflow and burst free of the bra below. Your belly will not be hidden or contained by your shirt as it rides up to sit just under your breasts. Your belly and hips prevent you from wearing your pants comfortably with soft supple flesh spilling over the waistline in a glorious muffin top. “How do I look, b*by? It’s pretty obvious that I’ve been eating well since we’ve last seen each other.” You’d laugh at your joke because it’s blatantly obvious that you have gone well past eating well and moved into stuffing yourself whenever possible territory. “I don’t know if I can even pretend to be skinny by sucking in my stomach anymore?” you would put this to the test and suck your stomach in and see if you can p*ss yourself off as fit and skinny anymore. You can only suck it in for a few seconds before the strain on your softening abs makes you release your belly to its full glory. “I don’t think I’d fool anyone just by sucking it in, b*by. Not that I could stay like that for very long with how soft I’ve gotten.” You’d emphasize how soft you’d gotten by jiggling your belly a bit. “So do you like how fat you’ve made me, b*by? Do you like that I’ve lost control and become a glutton who eats whatever you tell me to?” You’d say softly and seductively to your significant other. You already know the answer to the question is yes just by looking down at the evidence in his pants. “Everyday when you’d send me food I would think about this day. The day I would get to show you how good a glutton I have been for you. As I’d shove pizza, pasta, ice cream, candy, cake, and whatever else you sent to my door into my mouth, I’d get so wet thinking about how I’m destroying my body for you.” As you say this you can see the lust grow in your significant other's eyes. All those days, weeks, and months of stuffing yourself are going to pay off tonight, you are both going to c*m harder than you’ve come in months, but there’s no need to rush, you are together now and won’t be apart for a long time. “Let me show you just how fat you’ve made me, b*by.” You’d slip your shirt off to show off your tits and the top of your belly. The bra is practically a joke at this point with how much your tits are spilling out of it. “My tits have gotten so heavy and soft, b*by,” you’d squeeze them to emphasize how soft they are. “Now that you’re home you’ll have to buy me new bras as payment for making me so absolutely and c*mpletely massive. Do you want to see my belly next? It’s probably the part of me that’s gotten the biggest while you’ve been fattening me up.” you’d unbutton your pants/jeans as you say this so your belly can spill out onto your lap in all of its big round glory. You take your pants off. “It’s so full and heavy, b*by, I’ve caught myself just absentmindedly playing with it more and more as it’s grown.” You’d caress your belly, squeeze your belly, pick it up from the bottom and jiggle it, letting it drop heavily into your lap. “My *ss has gotten extra wide too, b*by, my *ss if probably twice wider than before” You’d turn around to show off how wide your *ss has gotten, giving it a few smacks and shakes to show how soft it has gotten. “One of my favorite things to do while I was exploring this softening body you’ve given me, b*by, is to let everything hang down because there’s no hiding how fat you’ve made me when I’m bent over like this.” You’d take your bra off so your tits can hang down with your belly, turning sideways to show off how far down your belly and tits hang. “See, there’s no hiding how absolutely huge you’ve made me when I stand like this.” You’d shake and jiggle your hanging gut and tits to show how soft and fat they’ve become before standing back up. “You’ve even fed me so much that my arms and legs have gotten huge. I don’t know if there’s a spot on my body that doesn’t jiggle with new softness since you’ve been making me stuff myself everyday.” You’d jiggle your fat thighs and arms to emphasize your point. “I’m practically naked at this point, b*by, and I can see by the state of your pants that my growing body is turning you on just as much as it’s turning me in so why don’t we move this to the bed and I’ll take care of us.” You and your significant other would move to the bed with you on top. “You got to control how much I ate all these months, b*by, so I get to control how we c*m.” You’d start to very slowly and sensually rock on top of your partner. “Even as fat as I’ve gotten for you, b*by, now that you’re home you’re only going to make me fatter, aren’t you?” in this position you know he can’t lie to you, in this moment of connection and ecstasy you could never lie to each other. “Don’t worry, b*by, I knew that’s what you’d want and I want it to.” You’d start to rock a l*ttle faster and a l*ttle deeper. “I want you to make me your personal fat f*cking sl*t, “ You’d gasp a l*ttle at the sensation and feeling that saying those words out loud makes you feel, “I want to get as fat as you want. Would you make me so fat that I get winded instantly while grinding on top of you like this, though I don’t think that’s far off with how winded I’m getting now, b*by....” you moan in pleasure. “ Oh b*by, I’m going to c*m. Promise me you’re going to make me your fat f*cking sl*t, b*by, promise me, promise me, promise me!” You rock back and forth faster and faster until you both c*m together. After a small pause to collect yourselves, you say shyly “So what’s for dessert, b*by?” The end. " Enjoy! The wmv version: I love getting fat for you (wmv version)

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