Donna

By

Portly Robust

I just have to share my Thanksgiving with the community. My girlfriend and I were invited to some friends home this Thanksgiving. We only knew that their immediate family of 6 would be there, but 28 people came. I was asked to sit in for one of the other ladies playing cards so that she could go help in the kitchen. I was seated next to this brown hared beauty. She was tall and slender and had a great set of hooters. She wore a tight fitting knit top that showed off her figure quite well. Through the conversation she told us all that she had prepared a huge breakfast and stuffed herself so she could stretch out her stomach in preparation for this evening. She stated that Thanksgiving and Christmas were the only two times of the year that she allowed herself to over eat and that this year she wanted to eat until she felt like she was going to burst.

Dinnertime came and I was seated in between her and my girlfriend. Donna’s plate was piled high with food and I watched intently, out of the corner of my eye, as she devoured her meal. She had twice as much food on her plate as I did and when she had finished it all she got up and returned with another plate piled just as high. As she sat down next to me I asked her if she thought she was going to finish all that food. She replied, "Yes, and more if I can hold it. Don’t you remember me saying that this is one of the only times I allow my self to be a pig?" She dug in to her second plate of food with the gusto she had for the first.

Not long after she had completely finished her second plate full and was rising to get more. I eyed her middle as she rose and it was noticeably rounder. All of us around the long table were talking and no one paid any attention to how much Donna was eating but me and maybe my girlfriend because she knows I like to stuff also. She was now working on her fifth plate and showed no signs of slowing. She shoveled the food off the plate and into her mouth swallowing as the next bit hit her mouth. I was beginning to wonder just how long she would be eating. The others began to clean up the food from the serving table as it had been almost an hour ago that we had started eating.

Donna got up quickly and rushed to the table filing two plates heaping everything as high as she could and returned to the table. I asked her where she thought she was going to put all that food. She replied, holding her now fat bulging tummy, "I am going to stuff it into here." Patting her overly full belly she looked at it, then at me saying, "I want to eat until I feel like I will explode if I swallow another bite." "Is that healthy?" I asked. "I have been doing this for years. All the family knows about it and they leave me alone. They know I love it and allow me the pleasure to do so now and Christmas time. I love the feeling of eating so much that I can hardly walk, and only allow my self two times a year to do it, otherwise I would be as big as a house. Look, I am 5’11" tall and only weigh 150 pounds. I am single. I have one wonderful 6 year old girl and there are just a few pleasures in life. For me, eating until I am so full, bulging from all sides, is one of them. But with this comes it’s price. Extra weight, and I don’t want to become a huge blob.

"Cool! Carry on." I said. Donna dug in and finished everything. I could see that she was having trouble getting things down because as she would swallow she would arch her back a bit and then swallow hard. The final touch for her was her beer. She opened it, tipped it to her mouth, tilted her head back, opened her throat, and pored the whole can in. She only swallowed twice and the entire 16 ounce can of Bud was gone. She set the can down leaned back in her chair and clasped her arms around her enormously bloated belly. I had to tell her. "Wow Donna. I wouldn’t have believed it unless I saw it for myself. You can really put it away. I have no idea where you put it all." I was goading her to show me. She did. "Right here my friend, right here." She was rubbing her huge rounded tummy.

"Want to see?" "Sure." She stood up and took my hand as if to say come with me. I rose and followed her into the back of the house to a vacant bedroom. She led me into the bedroom and locked the door behind her. "Sit down on the bed and I will show you where all the food I have eaten has gone." Donna lifted her top and removed it completely. Her large round hooters restrained by her almost too small bra were flowing out from the sides and top. Below them was one of the roundest most overly filled bellies I had ever seen. Donna didn’t know that I myself stuff. She also didn’t know that I have a fetish for women that can eat until they look like they will split wide open at any moment. She had done just that.

"Wow Donna! That’s a nice belly. May I feel it?" "Oh would you? I haven’t had a woman feel my stuffed tummy for over 2 years." Her skin was so soft and she was so full and tight that there was no giving as I pushed. "Have you eaten this much before?" I asked her. "Sure and more. Last Christmas they didn’t clean up the food for over three hours and I ate constantly until they did. It became hard for me to swallow anything but I just kept forcing it down, packing myself as full of food as I could get. I was so big that night that I couldn’t move much less drive home." "Well then it goes with out saying that you could eat even more tonight then." "You want me to eat more? Everyone else I’ve met has always tried to make me stop eating, thinking I might hurt myself or something." "You see, I too love to stuff. I also like to feed a stuffee." "Not many women do stuff, I am glad I met you. I would love to have some more if you’ll feed me!"

I quickly left the room and went into the living room to find that my girl friend had left with a couple people to go to the market. She might have understood but still it was a good thing she went as I wanted to help Donna become a blimp. I strolled into the kitchen, no one noticing, and gathered two huge 14" X 20" X 4" cooking trays and filled them with everything I could find. I slipped them into a grocery sack and eyed the beer. I took a 6-pack of talls. My girl friend had baked a pumpkin pie so I stuffed it into the sack. With the sack and the beer in hand, I headed back to the bedroom. No really noticed me gathering the foods, or they did see me and knew where I was going.

As I entered the room, Donna had taken off her Blue Jeans and was sitting on the edge of the bed in just her light blue panties. She had also taken off her bra. Her plump hooters sat atop her chest like two monuments with very little sag to them and her nipples were turned up just slightly. Full and fleshy were they and as inviting as the aroma of her perfume.

I placed the pans on the bed and pulled up a chair in front of Donna. Her smile was alluring so I took the large serving spoon and loaded it up. She opened her mouth eagerly and I dumped the huge spoon full in. She chewed a little, then swallowed, immediately opening her mouth begging for more. I fed her the entire pan of food and she was still opening her mouth for me to feed her more. Her upper belly had swollen quite large now and I could see that she was having to force every bite down. I put the spoon down and began to rub the bulge that was her over filled belly. I worked it and moved it. Before long I could see the food moving lower into her body, causing the lower portion of her round fattened belly to swell. This is when she said. "More! Please, feed me more!"

I fed her the other pan full of food and started on the pie when she said, "I think I am going to rip open if I eat another bite." "There’s only the pie left and I think you have enough room in there for it." Donna shook her head NO in response to my comment and before she had stopped shaking her head I had a large slice of pie so close to her mouth that she couldn’t help herself. Donna instinctively opened her mouth and took a big bite out of it. So soft was the pumpkin pie that she just swallowed it whole and immediately took another huge bite. I had another slice ready for her. She devoured it just as quickly. Her big brown eyes were closed and her mouth would open after swallowing the last bite. Before either one of us really knew what had happened, Donna had finished the pie.

"OH man am I full!" She said. "Look at me. I have really gorged myself this time." "Would you like something to wash all that down with?" I asked as I opened another tall can of beer. "I don’t think I could even get one swallow down. I can feel the pressure of all that food pushing my belly out and I just don’t think I can hold anymore."

We stayed in the bedroom for the longest time talking about the way we two girls stuff ourselves. She even told me about a time when she caught her daughter stuffing. Brenda’s answer to her mother was that, "She had seen mommy do it! "I rubbed her body as her massive meal digested. My girl friend finally returned. I went home with her, and made we love to each other while I was thinking about how big Donna had gotten.

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