Beyond every limit (2/3)

(BBW, SSBBW, USSBBW, WG, XWG, Force Feeding, Hardcore Feeding)

A true fan

Sarah had always been someone who lost herself in extremes. She used to spend entire nights gaming, binge-watching series for days on end, or throwing herself into new projects until her enthusiasm burned out. But she had learned to avoid the gaze of others. Even though her entire life took place in front of a camera and she spent countless hours a day streaming on various platforms or maintaining her social media presence, people still didn't know what she really looked like or the thoughts and desires that slumbered deep in her perverse mind. The camera for her stream only captured her face, the rest disappeared behind hoodies and comfortable angles. No one was supposed to see what she really looked like. No one except Thomas.

She had met him in a forum for feederism and BBWs. His first messages were unremarkable, almost casual.

“I like your sense of humor.” “What games are you playing right now?”

They talked about games, stories, little things. It was exactly the combination the young, fat woman had always been looking for. A man who liked her body and even wanted her wonderful curves to become even softer and bigger, just as she herself dreamed of, but at the same time someone who shared all her other interests. Thomas was a huge nerd just like her, and they never ran out of things to talk about in chat rooms. Sarah laughed, feeling understood. Finally, here was someone who pushed all her buttons, who understood her and shared her fetish, which most people considered sick. For the young, fat woman, Thomas was the first real connection between the two halves of her life. Her love for the internet and her online persona, immersed in movies, video games, and comics, and her desire to let her hot body grow and flourish without inhibitions, dreaming of eating and getting fat without limits or boundaries. They often chatted at length about precisely such sick things. How much Sarah dreamed of giving herself completely to a feeder and indulging her desire to become gigantic. She didn't want to be shown any limits; on the contrary, Sarah wanted to be encouraged, driven to go further and further, to fatten herself up completely without consequences. Her life alternated between gaming streams and chats with Thomas, and she couldn't have been happier. Earning money with video games was already a dream come true, but now she also seemed to have found someone with whom she could share all her crazy fantasies about the hanging, jiggling, and growing fat of her wonderful female body. Nevertheless, Sarah was marked by insecurities around other people, even more so because she was very careful in her streams never to show much more than her face or chose clothes that concealed everything about her sufficiently. She had written to Thomas for days about every perverse thought in her head after they had switched from topics like gaming to something hotter. Nevertheless, she hadn't dared to show him more of herself yet. Of course, he would love it; they had both spent ages philosophizing about Sarah's body and how wonderful it was to let it continue to grow. Nevertheless, the young woman had not yet dared to show anything “real” about herself for fear that it might end up on the internet and be linked to her gaming streams. After all, she only knew Thomas online and hadn't known him for very long. Even though he appealed to all sides of her and made the young woman feel warm and secure, and turned her on with his words about the desire for fat and weight gain, Sara hadn't been able to bring herself to do it yet. And when he eventually asked, “Would you like to send me a picture? Just as you are,” she hesitated, but finally did so.

The photo showed her in the mirror, wearing leggings and a T-shirt. No head, just her body. Her belly hung limply, gently forward, her hips curved wide to the sides. A young, soft woman with curves that were already very voluptuous for her weight, especially around her very feminine lower half. She also had a relatively narrow waist, but it was adorned with small rolls on the sides, a pretty bust, and a cute little belly. A dreamlike sight.

Minutes later, his reply came:

“You are beautiful. Your body is so sexy and perfectly shaped. You shouldn't hide it.”

Sarah stared at the message, a shiver of relief and happiness running through her thick body. What had she expected from someone she knew from a fat fetish forum and who told her what a hardcore feeder he was? Someone who loved fat on women more than anything else. Of course he found her body sexy and downright breathtaking, especially since she had such a pronounced pear shape. Disproportionate, unbalanced, but precisely because of that so beautiful, so special, so exaggerated and overformed in its dimensions, Sarah's body was a work of art made of soft fat.

Nevertheless, she had been worried, unfounded of course, but that's just how people are. The past and her life in the spotlight of the internet had made her very cautious. But now that hurdle had been overcome, and from that point on, the young woman wanted to show Thomas even more of herself. She wanted to please him, turn him on, and be sexy for him. And she wanted to feel his attention, his compliments, his desire. In the best case scenario, she would even grow for him, become his feedee, and be able to proudly show him how she was growing and putting on weight for him.

That's how it started. Sarah had found a feeder, albeit only online, and more than she ever thought possible, she not only thrived on eating for Thomas with the goal of getting fatter, but also on pleasing him, giving him control over her body. She loved this power game more than she ever expected. The young woman's daily routine quickly adapted to her new feeder, and her life oscillated between gaming for people who watched her and getting fatter, stuffing herself for a man who watched her, measured her, encouraged her, and also drove her. Presumably, a deep desire for validation for what she liked to do had always been anchored in Sarah's nature. At first, it had manifested itself innocently in her career as a streamer and occasional amateur gaming influencer. Even though a certain part of her appearance and personality had always remained private, Sarah had basked in the approval and appreciation and enjoyed the positive energy of her many fans. Now it was her sweet, fat body and the amounts she could eat to make it grow even more that gave her approval and validation. Sarah derived so much pleasure and satisfaction from pleasing others and being loved for her sick fantasies that she would do anything for Thomas.

The change began almost imperceptibly. Thomas asked about meals. “What's for dinner today?”

She wrote, “Pasta.”

His simple and short reply: “Make twice as much. Your body can handle it. Then send me a photo of how full you are.”

She giggled as if it were a game and obeyed. Her stomach was tight, round, and full, but when she sent the picture, the reply came immediately: “Perfect. That's exactly how I want to see you. More tomorrow.”

A terse, almost commanding tone that would have immediately turned many people off or even angered them, especially when, as in this case, it was only a very new online acquaintance. But in Sarah, this very aspect of Thomas, about whom she knew virtually nothing, triggered something strange, something that aroused her and made her realize how much she wanted to relinquish complete control. Sarah was also somewhat alarmed to discover this incredibly submissive and servile side to herself, which was completely dependent on receiving approval and appreciation for her fat, growing body. But despite these concerns, she was only too happy to indulge Thomas's wishes and demands. Sarah sent countless pictures and videos, always when she had stuffed herself and her belly was bulging, but also in all the other poses or locations Thomas requested, and soon also wearing the clothes he wanted or completely naked.

From then on, food came without being asked. After a few days of chatting, Sarah had given Thomas her address without much hesitation, something she had always considered an absolute nightmare in her role as a streamer. Delivery services rang the doorbell, bags full of fast food stood in front of the door.

Thomas wrote: “Open up. It's all for you. Don't leave any leftovers.” Sarah laughed uncertainly, rolled her eyes—and ate. She ate until her stomach felt heavy as lead, until it lay like a heavy sack on her massive, soft thighs. Then she reached in, massaged the fat, took photos.

After four weeks, the scale already showed 121 kilos. Eight kilos in one month. Sarah was a little shocked by the speed, but at the same time incredibly excited by her softer, fuller body. Finally, she had the growth she had dreamed of for so long. The intoxicating, horny feeling of her clothes getting tighter around her widening hips and legs.

Thomas wrote: “Forget numbers. Your body speaks a different language. Your belly should be heavy, your hips wider, your butt softer. That number is nothing yet.”

His words calmed her and made her even hornier at the same time. Sarah shuddered with lust every time he told her about his huge plans for her young body and how much fat still awaited her in the future. She made videos: how her belly stretched after eating, how it spilled over her thighs when she sat down, how it bounced when she lifted it. She filmed and photographed how she lathered her big ass in the shower, how she played with her soft tits on the bed in the evening. When he demanded it, she recorded herself fingering herself naked without hesitation, pushing the donuts he had ordered into her sweet mouth.

Thomas's response: “Exactly. Keep going.”

She was his feedie and she grew for him, more and more. Sarah now belonged to him, and she wanted to belong to him.

Over the months, Sarah continued to grow. Every day, Thomas had either groceries or fast food delivered to her door. He basically paid for everything related to food for her, and the quantities kept getting bigger. He told her what to cook, sent her recipes or meal plans listing how much she should stuff herself with every day, which the young woman was only too happy to do. Her belly was constantly stuffed to the limit, and she sent Thomas every detail of it in words, photos, and videos. During her gaming streams, she tried more and more to conceal her growing body. It wasn't too difficult at first, as the expanding, ever-widening part of Sarah was below the camera's view, and none of her fans had noticed that her face had become almost imperceptibly rounder and softer. It was questionable how long this would remain the case, because Thomas wanted more and more from her, faster and faster, and she wanted to give it to him.