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Boyfriend to Blob, Chapter 4 As you look at your bloated bo..
🕑 Added 2023-06-02 13:02:22 +0000 UTC Boyfriend to Blob, Chapter 4 As you look at your bloated body in the mirror, you feel compelled to see exactly how much damage you’ve done to yourself. You hold your breath as you step on the scale. As the bright red figure increases mercilessly, you let out a soft sigh and slump your shoulders in defeat. You look down past your protruding stomach to see it reads 202 lbs (92 kg/14 stone). How is it even possible that you’ve put on 12 lbs in 2 weeks?! As your stomach loudly gurgles with digestion, you remember that you’re completely stuffed. You think, “That’s not so bad then! I can totally work off a 6lb gain in no time.” You pat your overfed, overfilled, completely stuffed gut, and it makes a satisfying thump; it’s as tight as a drum. Your cock twitches in your tight sweats. You run your hand along your bloated belly, and it feels like Heaven. Your cock twitches again. As your thumb moves past your stretched, taut belly button, you inadvertently moan, and your cock begs for attention. “What the fuck am I doing? I’m supposed to be a feeder, not a feedee”, you wonder. “How could I do this to the body that I put so much time and effort into sculpting?”, you think, a bit disgusted with yourself. As you stare into the mirror, the reflection staring back at you makes you feel conflicted. Part of you wants to turn away, and the other wants to hyper-focus on your bloated belly. You can’t help but feel a pang of shame and embarrassment; this has to stop. —------------------------------------------------------------------ Days turned into months, and despite your best efforts to fight the fat, the pounds kept piling on. You’d lie to yourself and say that you were doing everything you could to stay healthy. That didn’t stop you from volunteering to do a drive-through run at lunch for the office or making sure that the house was stocked with snacks and beer for an all-night movie marathon. Your personal definition of what being healthy meant was getting swallowed up by your own laziness and love of greasy, fattening, calorie-laden fast food. You had always prided yourself on your strength and fitness, but now you were getting turned on by the sight of your own chubbiness. It was strange, to say the least, and though you knew it wasn’t healthy, you couldn’t stop yourself. As these conflicted feelings grew, so did your waistline. Only three months ago, you were in the best physical shape of your life, with tight abs and toned biceps, weighing in at a slender 180lbs. As you stepped on the scale, you were horrified by the number illuminated below you. You couldn’t believe it; somehow, in the span of three months, you gained 40 pounds. You knew you’d be cheating more than you should be, but this was ridiculous! You stood there looking down past the crest of your belly bulge as if mesmerized by the number: 220lbs. You looked in the full-length bathroom mirror and stared at your new body. You felt a whirlwind of emotions that ended in a strange kind of excitement rising up within you. At first, you tried to ignore the evidence before you and go on as if nothing was happening, but gradually, over the next month, you began to realize that all of your clothes were feeling increasingly tight. There was a sense of disbelief among your friends. How could this person, who had previously taken such good care of his body, be ballooning before them? They slowly stopped inviting you to work out with them, go hiking, or go camping. As your once flat stomach bulged over the waistline of your too-tight jeans, it became clear that their once-fit friend, who enjoyed going to the gym multiple times a week, was no more. Your girlfriend urged you to get back to the gym and make healthier food choices, but you chose to do the exact opposite. On the weekend, you would sleep in late and then spend the rest of the day gorging yourself like a greedy pig. The two of you stopped having sex. She avoided being home when you were, often working late at the office. The warning signs that your relationship was in trouble were there, but you chose to ignore them as well. Your gorgeous girlfriend had no patience for your new slothful and gluttonous ways. As a result, as your waistline grew, so did her resentment toward you. The two of you began to butt heads more and more. After weeks of tension and fighting, it was time for the relationship to come to an end. Your girlfriend refused to watch you glut yourself from fit to fat any longer. She was supposed to be the feedee, not you! You had made it clear from your ever-growing gut that you had no intention of changing your ways, so she packed up her things and left. You sat on the couch, beer in hand, feeling both sad and liberated at the same time. While you’d lost your love, you’d found a sense of freedom in this newfound lifestyle. Wiping the tears from your eyes, you picked up your cell phone and ordered yourself enough Chinese food to feed a family. What do you do with your life going forward?
