What Happened to You? (Weight Gain Teasing)

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What happened to you? How is all this even possible? You used to be so healthy, so focused on your workouts and committed to your diet. You used to be enviably toned, and now you're stretching out the front of an XXL t-shirt with that mound of fat you used to call abs.

I know you've always had your sick little fantasies. You go online and watch people get stuffed to their maximum capacity and you know you loved the way it makes you feel, you know you loved imagining it was you tied to that chair with the funnel down your throat, but those were just supposed to be fantasies. You were just supposed to play with yourself while you pictured piling on a hundred extra pounds, while you pictured the feel of a wobbling mass of fat covering your entire body. You were supposed to read all the encouragements and teasing and leave it exactly where it was; online.

But you couldn't help it, could you? It took over your thoughts, it infested your mind until you couldn't focus on work, couldn't focus on the gym, couldn't even focus on your diet without picturing yourself as the bloated, porked-up piggy you wished you could be. You weren't supposed to get this caught up. You weren't supposed to get this obsessed with the image of yourself as a swollen, waddling, food-addicted slob.

You thought you could control yourself, didn't you? That's pathetically laughable. You actually thought that you could just try it out, just dip your toes in the waters of your twisted little fetish without any consequences. That first stuffing, you set limits for yourself. You picked healthy foods, you said you'd never do it again. You gorged yourself until you were breathing like you'd just run a mile and when you woke up, still a little bloated from the previous night's debauchery, all you wanted was to do it again.

You were able to hold back at first, right? At least, for a little while. Then a week later you were doing the same thing, this time with donuts instead of grilled chicken and rice. You promised yourself never again, you swore you'd be done, but every single night you got off while reminiscing on how much you'd overdone it, how the feeling of packing yourself that full finally made you feel truly satisfied for the first time in your life. So you tried it again. And again. And again. And suddenly you were stuffing yourself every night. Suddenly you went from meal preps to takeout, suddenly you were having a little trouble buttoning your pants when you got ready in the morning. You stopped heading to the gym after work because it took time away from your new hobby, eating yourself painfully full and then burping your way through an orgasm.

You started to notice the changes right away, didn't you? How could you not, they added up so quickly. First you lost a little definition then you started to feel yourself getting softer, feel your clothes gripping you a bit tighter and your fingers sinking into you sides with more give whenever you assessed yourself in the mirror.

Then things got worse. Your clothes started getting too tight to comfortably wear, some even growing too tight to squeeze into at all. That little paunch that you were able to hide grew into a belly you couldn't suck in for more than a second or two no matter how much you struggled. The workout clothes you'd been ignoring for months weren't even close to your size anymore, and the few times you decided to try and struggle into them to shamefully jiggle back into the gym, you gave up when you realized that forcing them on without tearing through them would be impossible.

This was never supposed to happen to you. You were just supposed to enjoy the teasing and encouragement, enjoy watching other people get as fat as you wish you could, but you just had to try it out. You just had to let yourself go, bit by bit, until you finally got here. Until you finally got to the point where you realize the damage you've done, when you realize it wasn't just a little extra weight.

You feel heavy, don't you? Not just heavier, but heavy. Pushing yourself off the couch with effort, settling down in your office chair and feeling how much it sinks, even just waddling down the hallway forces you to notice just how heavy your body is, how heavy your belly has gotten.

Every morning you wake up and recommit yourself to your healthy lifestyle, convince yourself that your exploration of your kink has gone too far, and every night you're in the same spot on your couch, shoving food into your mouth faster and faster while you pretend there's a feeder forcing you to do so. You know there's no feeder. There's no one but you and your gluttonous, ever-growing appetite. The only feeder you can blame is yourself, and you deserve a lot of it. You went too far. Irreversible so.

Do you blush at all the comments and stares? Does it embarrass you for your friend's widened eyes to fall to your gut, knowing they're too nice to say anything aloud but that they're secretly wondering when you turned into such a porker, when you got so greedy? Cause, you couldn't keep the stuffing at home, could you?

You couldn't even muster enough self-discipline to eat a normal-sized meal when you go out and then go home and eat to your heart's content. No, you had to do it right in front of everyone. You had to, your stomach was screaming for more and more and that's all you are now, a slave to your hunger and your impulses. You still stuff yourself when you get home anyway, don't you? You still push yourself further and further just because of how much it turns you on. You let fat porn convince you to turn yourself into a pile of jiggly rolls pinned to the couch by your own food addiction.

You blew up so quickly. I take it back, it's like this was always meant to happen to you. Like the slim, muscular body you used to have was always waiting to be inflated to twice its size and laden with heavy swells of soft flesh. That fit body was never yours, it was just a placeholder for what you were meant to become. You know you like yourself like this. You know you can't stop eating, can't stop growing, but you also know you can't stop looking at yourself. Can't stop squeezing and smacking and jiggling all that extra weight.

You know how much you love it. You know this is what your body was meant for. Stuffing your face is what those tubby little fingers were made for, wobbling while you open up for bite after bite is what that growing double chin was meant to do. Chewing thousands of calories of junk is what your mouth was made for, and you're finally using it for its true purpose.

You may not be proud of yourself, you may always wake up ashamed of last night's binge and its aftereffects on your figure, ashamed of the way your once flat stomach has transformed into a hefty, swollen mound of blubber that grows bigger and bigger each day, but I'm not. I'm proud of you. Now eat up. 

*I hope you enjoyed! I've had so much fun creating these POV commissions for real gainers and I'm so excited to create even more.

I've added a tier to my Patreon (patreon.com/KallieTell) for those interested in a personalized weight gain POV. This tier is for those who are interested in receiving personalized monthly commissions of either wg teasing or wg encouragement based on your real life. You can provide details about your situation, the names of people in your life, your food preferences, pictures of you for reference, your preference for the kind of weight gain teasing or encouragement you'll get, and more, and you'll receive a personalized story just for you.

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