Kinky

By

Portly Robust

I am the kinkiest woman I know. The reason, I was abused as a child, didn’t know that I was being abused, and I liked it. That’s right, I liked it. I would go so far as to say that it wasn’t abuse. It all started when I was 10 years old. At the time I was 4’8” tall and had to weigh 110 pounds. I was developing breasts, and by then I had muscularly fat legs. I had a fat pudgy tummy, in fact I looked like I had swallowed a king size amount of water, but it was very firm. I liked to play with the boys, and I mean play like Dr. and Nurse, daily. We lived in the way back of Tennessee with only two other families within 5 miles. Both families had two boys and no girls and the four boys ages ranged from 8 to 15. We experimented on each other in every possible way.

My father found me fun to play with as well. I didn’t think that anything he was doing to me, or me to him, was wrong in the least. I had no mother or other influence to guide me so I thought everything was normal. I was home schooled by dad and I could almost read by then. Anyway,,, The reason I write is to let you all know that it is possible to have fun in the most unusual ways.

My dad and I would play many games. One of which was Fill-Up. This is a game where he would see how much food I could hold in my pudgy little body. First we would start by having me drink as much milk as I felt I could hold. He would then always make me drink another glass or two to really pack my belly full. Most days this was just under a gallon and a half. I was so full of milk I could feel it slosh around inside of me. Then we would go to the bedroom and he would stuff my little pussy so full of soft peeled bananas, almost an entire bunch. I could feel my insides swell as the bananas filled me. Then he would start slowly sticking hotdogs in their. He would manage to get all 10 hotdogs into my swelling belly. By this time I was beginning to become a little uncomfortable and my belly was really getting fat. Next he would stuff my ass with pealed bananas until I was so fat and swollen, absolutely crammed full of food, I could hardly stand it. By that time most of the milk had worked its wad into my system and he knew that I could hold more stuff in my stomach. We would go into the kitchen and he would make me eat and eat until I flat couldn’t hold another bite. I would have to eat something like the rest of the bananas, or two or three cantaloupes, or an entire loaf of bread, or a huge pot of pasta. I became so huge, and so heavy. Sometimes I would weigh over 140.

When dad thought I was fat enough for him, we would go into the bedroom and I would lay on the bed which was covered in plastic. He would plug my butt with his dick, sticking it in so far I could feel all the food inside of me making room for it. We would turn around so that I sat on him making his dick ram even further in to me as he rubbed me all over. After he had his fun, I could then go try to get all the food out of me that I could get out. Then came time to douche.

He stuffed a large tube in my pussy and turned on the warm water and let it fill me, and fill me. I blew up like a balloon. I became fatter than when I was stuffed with all of the food. I liked the feeling of the water better than when I was stuffed with food but I would get this enormously fat belly poking way out in front of me. I looked like I swallowed a basket ball. Also, when my belly was filling with the warm water, and I was watching myself balloon out, I felt all warm inside. I longed for that feeling when the water washed out of me.

For this reason I started finding ways to fill myself. As full as I could get. Then I would find something to stick in their to keep it in for as long as I felt like. One time I got this huge balloon and smeared olive oil all over it. I even pored some oil in my pussy. I stuffed the balloon deep into my pussy and started to fill it with warm water. I filled it and filled it. my belly blew up so big and fat that day. I put so much water in myself I could feel my skin stretching. Then I tied the balloon end in a knot, put a bathing suit bottom on and went walking around the house. I was as big as a cow and could feel the weight of the water inside of me. I weighed myself and the scales read 138 pounds. Being 4’8” and weighing 110 pounds I knew I was carrying around another 28 pounds of water. The more I did this, the more I began to love the feeling of my belly being full, and so, so fat.

When I turned 12, dad gave me a party. Just the two of us and I was able to eat anything I wanted. I had a three layer cake and three gallons of ice cream all to myself. I pigged out on other things after I finished the cake and ice cream until I was so full I had to stop and let it all settle. I began to feel that same feeling I got when I filled my pussy so full with water, and thought, eat more. So more I ate. By the end of the afternoon I was so fat I could hardly stand and I felt horrible. My belly was swollen and hurt. The pain left as fast as it came and I was able to sit on the couch and enjoy my fat bloated body. I rubbed and rubbed my huge belly their as I watched dad play solitaire. That’s when it hit me. I need to get the balloon and do that, then I would feel real full. I got up from the couch and went into the bathroom. Got the balloon, oiled it and myself up, stuffed it deep into my pussy and began filling it with warm water. My insides began to stretch as the water filled me, and I mean stretch. My belly grew larger and fatter quickly as the water forced its way into my pussy. I let the water continue to flow, and my body continue to blow up, until I couldn’t stand it any longer. I pulled the tube from the balloon and tied a knot in it, turned toward the mirror and saw myself. I had become enormous. My belly had stretched out so far and so big around that I thought I may burst at any moment. My big breasts rested atop my round fat belly as I stood their looking at myself in the mirror. I had never been this big before, and it felt so good. I wanted to show daddy so I put on my bikini and went into the front room. He looked at me in awe and then began to smile saying, Does my little girl want to have some fun? I did and couldn’t wait until he got undressed and I was able to sit down on his big fat dick. I rammed it deep into my ass. I was 5’ tall now and weighed 125 pounds but I was as strong as an ox. Big, but I had muscle everywhere. My arms and legs were big and strong, but as we all know I had a belly the size of a watermelon.

This behavior went on for another 7 years. Eating anything I could get my hands on and as much of it as I could hold, as well as the other sexual things. I am 6’4” tall now and weigh 248 pounds. My breasts are bigger than cantaloupes and are hard and round. My arms and legs are so strong the bulge with muscle, and with a nice round curvy shape. They may be a little fat but I like them. Over the years with the constant stretching and filling of my belly and pussy, you must know how it looks. Well, without any thing to eat or any thing stuffed into my pussy, my belly is as big as a woman that is 9 months plus pregnant and with triplets. No kidding, it is big, round, and firm. When I eat like I did when I was younger, it becomes unbelievably huge. I measured it one day after I ate at the smorgy for two hours and it grew to be over 140” around. When I got home, all I wanted to do was the balloon thing. By now I wasn't using a balloon anymore. I was just shoving the hose in my pussy, clamping down around it with my muscles and filling myself up till I could feel my body trying to tear it self apart. I then used a special but plug and that kept all the water inside. By this time I found that lying on my bloated belly and rocking back and forth on it made me feel great. My skin would stretch out to the side and I felt the pressure all over my body. These are the times I am the happiest.

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