Portly Robust -

Fat for 14

Portly Robust

14 and 5’9" tall. It’s almost a sin. I weigh 155 pounds now but 3 months ago I was almost 200. I ran away from home because I couldn’t take my stepfather anymore. I met this guy and liked him. He thought I was 18, I look it, and I stayed with him for a while. All we would do was to sit around, eat and watch TV. We would fuck every night.

For 14 I have real big tits and he loved that. He wanted me to have them made bigger but I didn’t want to go through any surgery. He said that he could make them bigger without surgery. I liked how big they were and didn’t mind if they were bigger so I agreed to do it. He had me drinking this chocolate flavored stuff and had me eating all day. He put a suction thing over them and they would get real big and fat and turn reddish in color.

I was putting on some weight because my thighs and calves were getting bigger as were my upper arms. Pretty soon he had me eating as much as I could hold and then making me drink a pitcher full of the chocolate stuff. My belly grew so big for the next two weeks I couldn’t believe it. He kept it up with the suction thing and kept my belly so full it was way bloated all the time. I was an eating machine and blowing up like a balloon. By the end of the fifth week I weighed well over 220 and most of my size was in my middle. It was huge. Like I was pregnant or something. My arms and legs were heavy but not really fat just my belly and titts.

My titts had grown so large they were bigger than a soccer ball and absolutely firm. They didn’t sag hardly at all. I really liked the way they looked and felt. They were heavy and sensitive. But I had this humungous belly. It looked like I had swallowed a giant beach ball and it was overfilled with air. I will admit though that I could eat like I’ve never eaten before and then some. My stomach must have been so big, well I remember one time he had me eating Burger King Whoppers all day. I must have eaten 40 of em and I know I drank 3 gallons of that chocolate stuff. But when I was all stuffed and bloated fat with food and he would fuck me,,, SHIT!!! That was the best sex I ever had.

Well I still have the biggest fattest titts I have ever seen but I still have this round fat belly and when I eat I can make it grow so big I do look pregnant. I remember one day I bought a bunch of those Pillsbury cookies. You know the kind in a tube ready to bake. Well I put come on a cookie sheet and started eating the doe. I ended up eating three packages of the stuff and then had a glass of milk. I could feel my belly growing larger and larger by the minute. The stuff must have started to rise in my stomach and I didn’t have any idea it would do that. My belly continued to expand for the longest time and I began to feel so crammed full that I had to go try to get it out. I tried and tried to puke but nothing would come up except this acid tasting stuff and I had to wash it down with a little water. I was able to force a half a glass down but there was no way I could get any more in their.

An hour later my belly was still swelling from the cookie doe. It was so big and growing that it hurt. All I could do was lay on the bed and hold my huge expanding gut. It finally stopped and I felt so stuffed, so bloated, so incredibly fat that I swore I would never do anything like this again. A while later I stopped hurting. I just felt very fat. Two hours later I still felt very full and my belly was extremely big. I rubbed it for a long time ant the longer it stayed that way the more I seemed to like the feeling. I thought, now four hours later, could it become even bigger?

I was really enjoying the feeling of my belly being crammed full and sticking way out so fat and round that I went into the kitchen and grabbed the milk. The gallon container was almost full. I popped the top off and put the jug to my mouth and took a huge amount into my mouth. I swallowed it down in one huge gulp. I could feel my belly expand as I did it and sucked another huge mouth full out of the jug. Swallowing hard I forced it in to me and again could feel my belly grow bigger. No pain yet so I continued to drink until I did feel pain nearly emptying the jug. My belly was expanding larger than a while ago and it felt great. I crammed the rest of the milk into my stomach and grabbed my belly in pain. I was so big now that I was beginning to look pregnant.

That thought came to me as the pain went away so I sat on the couch rubbing my huge fat belly wondering if I could make it any bigger. I know it sounds strange, but try it some time and you will know what I mean when I say It’s almost heaven sitting their rubbing your stuffed round swollen fat belly. An hour later the soap opera ended and I got up to get something to eat. Like I needed anything more. I stuffed anything I could get my hands on into my mouth with out any thought of what I was really doing. I ate and ate, gorging myself even further until the pain returned after a big gulp of soda. I held the counter with one hand and my massive gut with the other as the pain went through my body.

When the pain wasn’t their it was like I was possessed and had to stuff more and more food into my belly. That day I ate so much food that I gained 40 pounds. My belly was the size of a watermelon as if I tapped it to myself and tight too. When I pushed in on it with my finger it didn’t give an inch. When that guy came home he saw me and stripped out of his cloths and fucked me doggie style for an hour. He had his hands around my bloated belly all the time. Sometimes he would squeeze it so hard I thought I would burst. After the sex he wanted me to see if I could hold even more and sat me down in the living room and started force feeding me bananas and bread and all kinds of stuff.

Even when the pain started he made me eat more. I was becoming so big and fat that I thought at one point that I would die. I kept eating and eating at his demand. I felt horrible for an hour after he stopped making me cram stuff into my gut. By this time I was almost unable to reach my hands around my own belly and he wanted to fuck me again. Fuck, at 14, I thought. Would I ever see 15?

We went and had sex. I sat on his dick one time and I was on my back one time and doggie style the rest of the times with him squeezing my enormous belly through the whole of foreplay, and orgasm. Late in the evening I went into the bathroom and got on the scales. They read 188 pounds. I had stuffed another 25 pounds of food into my body. Oh Well,, I thought, So I am a fat pig and look pregnant. At least I have this guy and we do have good sex. So what if I weigh enough to be a cow. A week later I weighed 152 pounds and still had a huge fat belly and an uncontrollable desire to eat!

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