
Hi Gail,
I thought since we were such good friends that I would tell you about the time I
was hypnotized. I know what you are thinking. Hypnotized, SURE! But I am here to
tell you IT HAPPENED!!
You see I was dating a guy about 6 years ago who was into hypnosis. He did it
for a living, you know, when someone needed to quit a habit or something like
that he would hypnotize them and makes suggestions to them causing them to do
what ever he asked and thereby helping them with their addiction. Anyway,, it
was about three weeks of dating before he knew I liked to binge eat. He came
right out and asked me one day, “Thea, do you like to eat? I mean, a lot. I
mean, until your stuffed?” I was a bit shocked that he would ask but I
admitted it right away. “You bet I do! Every now and then I get this erg to
just eat and eat until I can’t possibly hold another bite. Why?” I asked. He
paused a long while before answering. Then he told me about once a long time ago
he saw his cousin in the kitchen real late at night quietly eating. She ate and
ate for the longest time. He didn’t know how she could hold it all but she
just kept eating, slowly eating, bite after bite. He watched as she hiked up her
nighty and looked at her swollen belly, then rubbing it. He said that he was so
turned on by the sight of it that he fascinated about it ever since and when he
saw me eating once at a restaurant he thought that maybe I also liked to eat
like that.
He was right, at least every now and then. I mean if I ate like that all the
time I would weigh a ton. Anyway,, we talked a bit more about it that evening
and that was that for around a week or so. One evening I was a little tired and
sitting in the den relaxing when he came in and sat in front of me. I focused on
him as well as I could but I just wanted to rest. Before I knew what was going
on I seemed to be dreaming. Yea, but it was a good dream, I was being taken to
an All You Can Eat place. Hog Heaven, and in this dream I was being fed. This
was great! I hardly ever dreamed about binge eating and in this dream I was
being fed. How cool. I remember consciously thinking that I would just let this
dream go and see where it ended up. The guy fed me and fed me. He didn’t stop
putting food into my mouth for hours. I felt full. Real full! But it was OK
because it was only a dream. I remember sitting across from him and every time
he offered food to me I opened my mouth and swallowed it. I could feel myself
becoming so full that my belly was stretching out and still I swallowed
everything he offered me. It was OK, just a dream! In this dream I could let my
self get so big, so absolutely stuffed full of food that my belly would be
bloated past anything imaginable. I watched myself eat, smiling at him as he
spooned more and more into my waiting mouth. I could hear him say, “Sure you
feel full but you can hold more and you do not feel any pain as you eat. All you
feel is contentment as you swallow. You want more. You want to become bigger.
The tighter your belly becomes the more you like it and the more you want to put
into it.” I ate and ate with no regard to actually how much I was forcing into
my bloated body.
Yet he continued to offer the foods and I continued to swallow it. I remember
seeing myself feel my hugely filled belly and smile as I swallowed more. Before
long he seemed to quit feeding me and I watched as we drive home. During the
drive he had his hands all over my big tightly stuffed belly. I awoke from my
dream and found myself in bed, and my whole middle hurt. I reached out to hold
myself and noticed that my belly was so large that it looked like it was going
to explode at any moment. Then it dawned on me. The dream I thought I was
watching was actually happening. How could it have? HYPNOSIS! He had hypnotized
me and force-fed me until I was packed so tightly that I couldn’t possibly
hold anything more. Then he walked into the room. He was naked. He ordered me to
get up and let him get on the bottom. I did. I stripped out of the rest of my
cloths and climbed up into bed. I positioned myself on his hard stiff member and
slowly slid it deep into me. Long story short, the sex was great. The best
ever!!! And the radical movements of our sex with how tight and filled my belly
was, was just too much to handle. I came, over and over. My body didn’t
recover from that feeding for a month.
eof




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