FEEDER DIARIES: DECEMBER ENTRIES

12/15/2024

Introduction + Catfish Story

Hey, just want to introduce myself. I'm a 24M feeder, and for the past few years, l've been journaling about some of my experiences with my feedee and thoughts on the kink as a whole. I want to start breaking out of my shell and talking about it instead of just lurking like l've been doing for years. I thought, what better way to start than at the beginning?

I was 18 at the time and really inexperienced with women in general. I was still a virgin and had never really had a long-term girlfriend. I wasn't confident and was having no luck. So I spent most of my time gaming and in different servers. In one of the servers I was in, there was a girl who was always playing Pokémon GO. While I never played the game, I was a big fan of Pokémon, and whenever she was online, I always tried my best to talk to her.

Eventually, one day, I decided to DM her, and it went great!

We had a lot in common, and she was only one state away, about an hour's drive from me. After a few weeks of talking we decided to swap pics, which made me really nervous because I was 18 and she was 23. She sent a few pictures, all selfies, except for one that, to be fair, she said was an old pic. She just wanted to show me a picture of her in a Gorillaz T-shirt. I honestly couldn't believe how hot she was. She had olive skin, beautiful brown eyes, medium-length pink hair, and gave major scene girl vibes.

She was also a little thick in these pictures, with a bit of a pear shape. If I had to guess, she was about 5'4" and around 200 Ibs. She was big, but nothing major. I was into bigger girls but didn't really know what I liked or wanted at the time, so I didn't mind the extra padding at all. However, she didn't really enjoy it and told me one of the reasons she was so into playing Pokémon GO was because it helped her stay active after gaining a few pounds over the past few years due to a work injury.

Eventually, I finally built up the courage to ask her out on a date, and she said yes. Since it was my first time coming to her home state, she decided to show me a few places in her area. We agreed to meet up at a local pizza place to start our date.

I was nervous the whole hour-long car ride. I was anxious. I'd never been on a real date before, never driven out of state before, and I was meeting a stranger from the internet. When I finally arrived, I parked across the street and was nearly too nervous to exit the car. I texted her, letting her know I was there, and she said she was waiting outside for me, which made me feel a little less nervous.

As I exited my car and began walking toward the pizza place, I didn't see her. I nervously inspected the entrance. There were two tables. The one nearest me had two old men each with a slice, and the other had a morbidly obese woman with glasses staring at her phone. My date was nowhere to be found.

It hit me-she stood me up. But I couldn't accept it. I thought to myself, There has to be another pizza place farther up the street that she's waiting outside of.

But then, as I walked past the fat woman, I heard her call my name.

It was her. It was my date.

I didn't even recognize her. I turned to her and watched as she struggled to rise and greet me. I was literally in shock, and it was written all over my face. I had been catfished.

The woman before me was nothing like the pictures of the thick, nerdy gaming hottie she had sent me. In reality, she looked massive. She wore thick-framed glasses, had short brown hair, and was completely round and covered in sweat.

It was a hot day out, so sweating a little was normal, but this was excessive. She had a massive double chin and a moon face. Her belly jutted out farther than her chest, and she had some of the fattest calves l'd ever seen. She was a complete butterball.

I was speechless, but she either didn't notice or was too embarrassed to say anything. She acted like everything was fine. We went inside and got a few slices.

The date ended up being great! We had a few other really hot and wholesome moments. It ended up being one of the best first dates l've ever had.

I thought it was pretty ironic how most guys' biggest fear is getting catfished by a girl sending pictures of herself when she was 100 lbs lighter, but for me, it ended up being sort of an awakening and one of my first interactions with an SSBBW.

Has anyone else experienced anything similar to this and actually liked it? Or am I just crazy?

12/15/2024

Hearing a Fatty Snore

I don't know about y'all, but I love hearing a fatty snore. There's something oddly erotic about hearing a fatty snoring like a hibernating bear. It's so hot knowing that heavy breathing and loud rumbling is coming from a woman who's literally in her 20s and is 4'11.

I know a lot of people hate hearing it, but not gonna lie-I love being woken up by her loud, wall-shaking snoring.

Does anyone else feel this way about snoring, or am I alone on this one?

12/22/2024

My FWB shows me her True Self

So the other morning my fwb (f23) came over to pick up her glasses on her way to work. She had on this fitted black v-neck top that showed off her soft, perky tits and skinny jeans that hugged her curves just right. As well as a full face of makeup and her hair in a cute neat hairstyle.

Fast forward to last night. It's been getting cold so we've been staying in more and she's been super stressed at work. So she told me that she just wanted to chill and watch a movie. Which basically means I want to take an edible and eat a ton of snacks in your bed while you cuddle me.

It's somewhat become a tradition for us to take an edible order takeout and watch a movie and even though we're staying in for the night. For awhile she still showed up in a sexy casual outfit with light makeup on but in the past year or so she's started to shift away from that. Wearing frumpier less flattering clothing. Choosing comfort over style and her wearing makeup became less frequent and a thing of the past. She still dresses to impress every-time we go out but on these more casual dates she's taken a very laid back approach.

Last night I think was when it really hit me though.

She showed up wearing an oversized gray hoodie that had a few old grease stains on them most likely from the various sauces we get whenever we order Chinese food. As well as some loose pink pajama pants that were sitting so low on her hips you could see her stretchmarked covered spare tire blimping over the waistband of her pants. Her face was bare and looked especially round. She usually has a face full of makeup on so l guess I was a bit ignorant to how huge her double chin was. She has a full on moon face.Her massive tits that appeared so perky just a few days ago hung low under her hoodie and with no bra on you could see her quarter sized nipples poking through the fabric.

She was unrecognizable from the woman who I saw just the other day she looked completely different.

She was no longer hiding her true self from me. She used to make a real effort to look as sexy as possible for me and to always appear lady like but now she no longer tried. She's comfortable and has embraced being a lazy, frumpy little pig.

I love this side of her honestly it's so hot maybe even hotter than when she gets all dolled up in my opinion as crazy as that sounds.

Does anyone else feel this way? Or has seen their partner slowly let go, stop trying and reveal their inner piggy to them.

12/29/2024

FWB couldn't stop gorging on Ice Cream

The other night, my FWB and I were laying in bed named she was on her phone watching TikToks while digging into a carton of Ben & Jerry's. Meanwhile, I was completely absorbed in the tv. I could hear the occasional moan and groan from her side of the bed, but I didn't think much of it-she had already devoured a shit ton of Chinese food earlier, so I chalked it up to her just being stuffed to the brim and possibly belly aches.

As the night went on, I noticed the sounds escalating-burps, heavier breathing. Still, I didn't really react. I didn't want to embarrass her. I'm used to the symphony of satisfied noises that comes with having a very well-fed, piggy. But then I heard her deep, husky voice cut through the show.

"Babe..." she muttered, punctuating her plea with a quick, unladylike burp. "Take this away from me."

I turned around, confused, and was immediately struck by the sight. She looked massive. Her belly was absurdly bloated, stretched taut like she had swallowed a beach ball. The light from the TV highlighted every stretch mark on her hairy overstuffed gut. Her chest, spilled to the sides and heaved up and down as she struggled to breathe and her double chin looked more prominent than ever, heavy and resting on her chest.

She looked like she was on the verge of slipping into a food coma. Her eyes were glassy, half-lidded, and there was melted ice cream smudged around her lips. Honestly, it was an incredible sight.

I blinked, processing. "Take what away?" | asked.

"The ice cream. Please," she groaned, her voice barely above a whisper.

Finally catching on, I reached over to grab the carton. As I reached over I noticed how small her sticky hands looked compared to the rest of her round gelatinous body-but before I could take it out of her hands, she stopped me, and pulled the ice cream back close to her. "Wait," she said, shoveling another spoonful into her mouth with a resigned groan.

That's when something clicked. My feeder side kicked in, and asked "Do I really have to put it away now?"

"Yes, babe, please!" she whined, drawing out the word like a little kid. "I can't stop."

I couldn't help but grin, a devilish idea forming. "Alright," I said. "Next commercial."

She shot me a desperate look but didn't argue. And sure enough, as soon as I turned back to the TV, the low, husky sounds of indulgence resumed. She kept going, moaning and groaning with every spoonful.

By the time the next commercial came, she'd done some serious damage to that carton.