Growing bf 2.9.2024

The Fattening Continues

I went away for 3 days on a business trip and left my boyfriend at home. Upon returning, I walked in on him, asleep on the sofa, surrounded by a cemetery of pizza boxes, fast food wrappers, and empty soda bottles. Apparently he fell asleep after pigging out while I was away.
I stand there, silently observing his body. The way his chins cover his neck, and his belly spills over his sides. It makes me hot just looking at the mess he made of himself while I was gone. Unsupervised piggy ate himself into a food coma.
I'm sure he's going to be hungry when he wakes up, so I order a family breakfast from IHOP, which is enough for 4 people. I can't resist cuddling up to him, but he's so massive that there's barely any space left on the couch for me. I try and fail. He wakes up and is so glad to see me. We kiss, he whispers in my ear " I missed you so much. Now let's get breakfast because I'm famished" he says as he tries to lift up from the sofa. He's so big now that he needs to build momentum to move his massive body, so it takes him a few tries to get up. It's funny and pathetic to see him struggle. So why is it so hot? Before I left he was weighing 355 pounds. He has gained a whopping 125 pounds since we moved in together a year ago.
He told me he was going to take the time to work and would probably be so busy he'd forget to eat while I was away. That's a comical thought because he can barely go 30 minutes between gobbling up something. Just as I go to get the food at the door, I return to see him, with his wide butt sticking out of the refrigerator, rummaging through leftovers. I thought maybe he'd had enough, but he attacks the breakfast order too, leaving me only a stack of pancakes. He devoured all the food, greedily, and so fast that he had to let out some big burps to release the pressure. I hand him a 2 liter bottle of Mountain Dew, and convince him to drink a large amount because it's going to help him digest better. He indulges like an obedient cow.
He looks so fat and full, and I hug him from behind, grabbing his hanging belly, running my hands up to grab a handful of moob, as he surrenders to my touch, groaning while I caress his bulging, bloated belly. He's now associating stuffing and pleasure as I intended. The fattening continues. How big can I get him before he realizes I want him to grow even fatter? Hmmm... we will see.