Feederism Short Stories

Uno Reverse (Damian and Leo)

Leo POV

I looked at my amazing, only slightly chubby boyfriend, tied up in the wooden chair.

To be honest, I was a bit on the chubby side too. Damian was a few pounds heavier though, and his chubbiness was more obvious.

He was chubby, but not chubby enough. I had been trying to get him to eat more recently, but he always refused.

Now... he was tied up in my basement. I had a fridge, full of fattening foods. Cakes, cupcakes, weight gaining shakes, all of that.

It wasn't, really against his will. He agreed to being fed. Just, he didn't expect being tied up in my windowless basement. Especially not waking up like that.

I made sure that I had everything I needed. Fridge, check. Food, check. Large funnel, check. Boyfriend tied up, check.

Now... I really just had to wait for him to wake up.

I had gotten up really early to set every up, and sadly, he usually slept a really long time.

I had a few other chairs in the basement. So, I dragged one in front of Damian's chair, sat down, and started to wait.

And wait.

And wait.

He moved slightly and I was hopeful, but it was nothing.

I started to yawn... Because I woke up so early, I was still really tired...

Maybe I could just rest my eyes, for an hour or so. He wouldn't wake up before I did. Hopefully. If he did, he would probably just be confused and I'd end up waking up.

I shut my eyes, falling asleep in the chair.

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Damian POV

I woke up, horribly and loosely tied up to a wooden chair, in a dark, windowless room.

I looked around, confused. There was a fridge, and I noticed a staircase. It was a basement.

There was a funnel near the fridge. I slowly pieced things together.

Then, I noticed somebody else in a chair. Except, they weren't tied up.

They looked familiar... wait.

Leo. He had 'tied' me up, and his plan from probably to put the funnel into my mouth, and force food down my throat. Well... I had another idea.

"You idiot..." I mumbled, easily getting out of the ropes easily. They were barely even tied, and I could just, slide out of them. 

I glanced back at the ropes that he tried to tie me up with.

I walked back over the my chair, and untied the 'knot' that was holding the ropes together.

Then, since I actually knew how to make knots... I tied Leo to the chair he was already in. Luckily, he was a heavy sleeper.

After a while, I had him, including his arms and legs, tied to the chair he was in. The ropes weren't very tight, but I knew he wouldn't be able to try and get out. And, he was definitely going to need the extra room.

After I was done, I walked over to the fridge, opening it to see what was in it.

It was, packed. There were frosting covered chocolate cakes, giant cupcakes, entire jugs of homemade weight gain shakes (they were labeled with sharpie), some heavy cream, milkshakes, and a shit ton of other, obviously calorie packed, fattening foods.

Some stuff was obviously too solid to be funnel-feeding... maybe there was a blender somewhere or something.

I saw another container near the fridge. I opened it and saw more food, obviously stuff that was purposely heated up so it was liquid.

There was chocolate sauce, caramel, and various types of ice cream.

Suddenly, I heard struggling. I closed the container and looked back at Leo. He was finally awake.

"Oh, you're awake." I said aloud. I walked over and grabbed the funnel.

"Why am I tied up?" He was obviously struggling, trying to get out of the ropes.

"Because you are. Now, open up."

He started to try and say something, which he opened his mouth for, so I put the funnel in.

He didn't really seem panicked, or scared, just kinda confused.

"I'm just turning the tables... you were going to do this to me, weren't you?" I asked.

He didn't do anything for a while until he nodded.

"Then, I'm just doing what you were going to do to me, to you."

I looked back at the fridge and container. "I wonder what we should start with..."