Visiting a friend…

It finally happened. I was talked to about my gain, my eating habits. I took a trip to visit a childhood friend, one who has been the exact same size as me throughout our lives. She’s recently gotten really in shape too - toned arms, flat stomach, zero body fat. I brought some of my old jeans that I can’t even pull up my bulging thighs to give her, since she still wears a 25 in pants. I’ve never EVER been bigger than her, so I could see the surprise and hesitation on her face as she was sifting through the items I brought her. She kept glancing at my protruding belly, pushing my jeans out further than my breasts, but said nothing.

We went out for groceries, I filled our shopping cart with candy, Oreos, chips, sodas, I could see her concern grow but she stayed quiet and respectful. Our first night I gorged, finished nearly an entire carton of Oreos with multiple glasses of whole milk. Decimating a bag of mini Reese’s. I fell asleep with a tight round belly and woke up feeling hungry around 3am, so I helped myself to more. In the morning she quietly observed the aftermath of my late night snacking, the wrappers strewn around the coffee table, the fact that I finished the half gallon of milk, the way my morning belly was swollen and bloated but growling loudly for more. I made myself a huge bowl of sugary oatmeal before we set out. I was already complaining that I was hungry again, and she laughed as if she didn’t believe me… until I begged us to stop at a small cafe and downed another large sugary breakfast and whole milk latte.

“Something about vacation makes me so hungry!” I said later that evening, after eating so much earlier I had to take a nap. I was wearing sweatpants and a large t shirt but my belly has taken over, showing through even the baggiest of clothes. The photo attached is an empty, starving morning belly, it’s starting to rest on my thighs even when I’m not stuffed to the brim.

“Are you feeling good about your weight now?” She asked softly, watching me finish another packet of Oreos while we watched a movie together.

“Of course, I’ve never felt sexier and better” I smiled back, placing a hand on my gut and giving it a soft pat. She tried to hide the disgust on her face but I know her too well. I went on “my boobs have grown almost three full sizes now, I feel like I’m curvy and feminine, I love the changes that have happened to my body now that I’ve put on weight”. She said nothing else but I could tell she was thinking…

Then, we stayed in an Airbnb with a hot tub. I wore a high waisted bikini, one I think truly accentuates my gain in a way that looks like I’m trying to hide it. I made my way outside to join her, relishing the way her eyes scanned my body and widened. Belly, thighs, and tits jiggling, ass eating up the swimsuit 2 sizes larger than what I used to wear. Tits spilling over the formidably sized cups. Beer in hand, ready to bloat myself up before we made a frozen pizza for dinner.

“Don’t you think your eating habits are a bit unhealthy?” She said in the kindest tone, worry in her voice. I just shrugged, smiled, and reiterated my happiness. She dropped it, not knowing how wet I was growing.

How would you have responded, as my feeder? 😏😈