Q:Damn, i love how your tummy looks already, but i'd love to see it super swollen with 1 or maybe 2 babies. i know you just look delectable :P
I know, right?
But why just stop at one or two?
If my belly looks like this, it means I’m ready to be filled with the next batch.
I wonder what kind of patterns my stretch marks will from across my body when I finally become a surrogate baby machine?
SheilaStretch’s feeding fetish via Google Glass?
(This is another post written by Mr. S for a thread over on bbw-chan)
While I do like the idea of girls gaining weight on purpose, I definitely wouldn’t say that I have a “feeding fetish,” even though I do enjoy feeding food to Sheila, who definitely is a full-on feedie. Girls eating doesn’t really do much for me, even though I’ve regged with plenty of sites that have plenty of videos of hot fat girls eating food. It just doesn’t hold my attention.
Obviously I’m biased, but I’ll claim that feeding Sheila is straight-up sexy as fuck. I don’t really know how to explain it- when I feed her food in a place, public or otherwise, she just gets this look in her eye- she has this kind of impish grin that says, “I’m getting away with something I shouldn’t be getting away with” that just drives me crazy. I can’t guarantee most of you guys would be as interested as I am in her reactions to being fed, but I’ve also never seen a first-person video of someone feeding someone else like we’d be able to do after we get Google Glass.
For those of your interested in feeding videos along those lines, I think you’d be genuinely interested in seeing how much enjoyment she clearly gets out of being fed… I’m not even into feeding, and I still get legit boner out of her reactions. She’s just so… deviant about it, I guess would be the word?
We’re not asking people to donate money towards helping us get Google Glass or anything like that. After we put together a site (videos will still be released for free like they are now- we’ll just also sell HD copies for fans who like the idea of supporting the kinks they want to see more of),
if the fetish community likes what we do enough and ends up throwing enough money our way to get Glass, then kickass, and you guys will get to reap the benefits too. If not- big deal, we’re gonna keep sharing anyways. Posting the stuff like we do has spiced up our sex life in waaaay too awesome ways to quit anytime soon, haha!
Fattening up SheilaStretch: A cool story by Mr. S
(This is a post written by Mr. S for this thread on BBW-chan)
So cool story time:
I recently entered a career where we don’t really have to worry too much about the weekly food budget anymore. To you guys, that means there’s a good chance Sheila is going to be getting squishier in the future. If it happens, it happens. No promises- and it’ll only happen as long as she’s into it, but I’ve officially got permission to regularly “stuff” Sheila now that we can afford it. And for the first time ever this morning, Mrs. S and I had a shared forced-fattening/pregnancy/fertility-goddess out loud dirty fantasy talk while we had a morning quickie.
As we fucked, I teased her about how I would tie her down and force feed her to near-bursting “against her will,” dominating her, wrecking her cunt and fattening her body, turning her into a literal representation of the famous ‘fertility goddess,’ to the point where even strangers saw her in public would know what she was- a fat, pregnant baby-machine with a used, wrecked fuckhole of a cunt. I pushed a bit harder on the domination/control aspect than usual (I’m usually a “what would you like to do?” kind of guy, but the domination thing is something I’ve been trying more of lately since she’s discovered she’s *really* into it after talking to people on Fetlife),
specifically the idea that I’d fatten her up to the point where every movement, every jiggle, every time she looked down at her massive belly, she’s remember about how I’d *forced* her to be that way- and she got off HARD. It was *amazing* for both of us.
One phrase I remember using that got a surprisingly aroused response from Sheila was when I said something along the lines of “I’m going to stuff you until your stretch marks have stretch marks, and there’s nothing you can do about it.” The idea (largely helped by the ‘commanding’ way I said it, apparently) was, in her words “strangely enticing.”
It’s kind of a weird situation. I’m into bigger girls up to around Ivy’s size ( http://www.hotfattygirl.com 150-350ish is my sweet spot, I think), and I’m really into the idea of girls intentionally gaining; but I’m also super turned off by people trying to fake fetishes they aren’t really that into, whether it be for money or attention or whatever.
For me personally, I’d rather see no kink than forced/fake kink. Here’s the weird bit, though: I’m super against the idea of women being fed and gaining weight only to please their partners. For some reason, it just bugs me. I hate the idea of a girl feeling like she *has* to get fatter in order to be attractive to her partner. If she’s getting fatter, I don’t feel like I can enjoy it if she isn’t legitimately enjoying it too.
That said, Sheila definitely doesn’t have an “I feel like I need to be fatter” fetish. She’s okay with the idea of gaining weight (she says she likes the image in her head of her at a “fat farmer’s wife” size), and she’s even given gaining it intentionally it a try, but she doesn’t get off on the specific idea of making herself fatter, and that’s just how it is… Well, kind of.
As it turns out, she *does* have a specific fetish for being fed, she *does* have a specific kink for being fed when she’s already over-full, and she does actually get legitimately aroused by that “too full” feeling… She also has a specific kink for being dominated- and get this (just heard this morning)- she’s had specific fantasies about being strapped down and force fed and fattened up (unwillingly, of course) by funnel (it was by aliens preparing her for use as some kind of alien breeder in that particular fantasy, but still…).
This morning, we were discussing the implications our of new food budget, and I tried feeling out her kinks as far as being fed goes a bit better. I know that she *isn’t* into the idea of intentionally gaining via feeding herself, but it’s also been *very* clear lately that she very, very much enjoys it when I force ‘just a little more’ into her after she’s already full, especially if I feed her by hand (y’know, holding out some extra fries for her to eat after she already feels stuffed- that sort of thing).
After writing this all out like that, I think it could be summed up by saying that Sheila may be specifically into the idea of “uncontrolable growth.” Things like specifically wanting to feel her belly growing bigger with a multiples-pregnancy, or being forced to get fatter in a way she doesn’t control- that sort of thing.
On domination and intentional weight gain
So what ever happened with that intentional weight gain plan of yours? Or did you end up bailing on that when no one gave you attention for it?
I actually hit my goal on that awhile ago, but no one asked about it, and I’ve been pretty busy with school, so the target weight kind of came, then went a little past it… I actually am up to 66.7kg (~147lbs) now.
I already decided that after I met my goal, I wouldn’t worry about my weight, and I’d just kind of let things settle where they would… which since I seem to have “accidentally” trained Mr. S to force feed me a little extra when I’m already full (it’s kind of stupidly sexy when he gets this kind of dominating/commanding look on his face, like I’m a little kid who hasn’t eaten all her vegetables), has gone upward a little.
Not that I’m claiming to be specifically aroused by the “getting fatter” aspect of the kink (though I do enjoy playing with my extra squidge, and I enjoy the actual act of being fed, and weirdly enough, I’m kind of aroused by the idea of being fattened up “against my will,” but I think that’s a domination thing? I don’t know exactly…), but part of my reason for not wanting to intentionally gain much more than I did is because we were worried about how much it would add to food costs, but Mr. S recently got the sort of job where food costs aren’t really a major issue anymore…
I’ve stabilized my diet and gotten used to wheat free stuff at this point, and I still regularly drink Mass Gainer shakes- but just not as often as when I was actively trying to gain toward a goal. If I was faking stuff for attention, I’m sure there’s wider-reaching kinks I could fake. I’ve only had maybe 500 tumblr visitors from BBW-Chan in the last month, compared to a combined 10,000 from organic Google searches and direct URL visits alone.
I post even in ‘lower traffic’ places like here (http://bbw-chan.net/bbw/res/145659.html) because I genuinely love it when I get messages from people who PM me to tell me about how they were introduced to some new kink they might never have heard about otherwise by a post I made in one spot or another… There’s an alluring, kind of deviant feel to knowing I had a hand in corrupting some poor, innocent souls >:D
A couple more from last night’s bottle fun, post shave
A few more from last night, post-shave
Q:Tel me more about your feeding fetish- what are your goals?
I don’t really know when my relationship with food began exactly, but I remember eating roast lunch with my grandparents, aunt, etc. and connecting the emotions of love and happiness with being stuffed… and then having a bowl of ice-cream! Later I remember sitting in the cafeteria eating fourths or fifths, and all the other kids being outside and running around on the field. I wasn’t being antisocial, just enjoying the tastes and the fantastic sensation of being full. The lunch ladies had to kick me out once or twice :)
Puberty and self image made me stop eating so indulgently, as well as some pretty cruel comments from various people. I realized that there was no way I could be anorexic (I love food way too much), so I became bulimic for a few months. When it didn’t make me skinny, I began to eat less too. For years I denied myself chocolate and other favorites because in my mind, I was “being good.”
By the time I met Mr. S, I had already wised up enough to stop being bulimic (though stress might have made me lapse a time or two). I don’t really know when he first fed me… but we have a 100% truth policy, and try to tell each other stuff, even/especially when it’s embarrassing or weird. The scariest part for me was knowing that Mr. S was into fat chicks, and might have the urge to use any comments I made ‘against’ myself. You should have seen the wicked look ask he asked, “Wait… So you’re a feedee?” I’d never heard the term “feedie” before, so I looked it up to double check.
I guess it might be partly because food was kind of scarce for a good portion of my childhood. I have a deep sense, when someone cooks for me or feeds me, of love. I consider it to be very intimate when Mr. S feeds me, as (in my mind) it embodies his feeling towards me, love, sharing, tender. I don’t know if I have any particular preference between fork, spoon, or fingers, but I will say that some foods are sexier than others. Chocolate, cake, popcorn, bacon, crisps/chips, chips/fries are good. Really tough, crunchy, or messy foods such as jerky and noodle soups, are less so. Jerky is not a sexy food :[
There’s a few things we enjoy… (Don’t tell my grandparents that I’m playing with my food still!) Sometimes Mr. S will feed me with his hand open palm up, so I’ll have to use my tongue and lips to gather the food into my mouth like an animal… This has become a bit of a fetish for me. The sexiest thing ever would be having an alien feed me this way. Preferably, I’d be naked and bound, unsure of what the alien(s) wanted with me.
Another thing, he’ll sometimes say something like, “I really want this last bite,” before thrusting it upon me. It’s a huge turn on (the bastard :P). It’s not that I want to put him out, and I wouldn’t ever force him to give me food, and I’d feel awful if I thought he felt like he had to or was supposed to do it. It’s the selflessness of the act… and that look he gets as he watches it disappear into my mouth. He claims that it’s not part of an evil plot to turn my fetish against me and get me fat… and I believe him, but honestly when I imagine that he might be feeding me for… shady reasons, it makes it just that little bit sexier :)
There’s some pretty mixed things going through my head as far as being fed goes. There’s the intimacy, the feeling/idea that the person feeding me feels that I *deserve* the food (I wish I understood/could explain this better), and more recently Mr. S has added a control aspect.
Since I admitted to him that in early childhood I specifically enjoyed the feeling that I was about to burst, he’s (with my consent of course) started to force me to eat a few extra bites when I’m completely stuffed. Sometimes I’ll decline, and he’ll look down at me firmly, his eyes and mouth take on this forceful look, and he’ll order me to accept. I imagine this might sound terrible to the average person, but it makes me unimaginably wet. Obviously, if I’ve got a genuine reason to decline (dislike taste, stomach upset), he backs off instantly. I love the way he makes me feel helpless, and way he makes me feel like I’m being a good girl for eating just that little bit more. Shit… Just thinking about all this is making me squirm in my seat.
I don’t have plans to become obese or immobile. It’s just not my thing, despite Mr. S’s interest in larger women like Ivy (HotFattyGirl.com). My upper limit for weight gain would probably be around 105kg (230lbs), what I affectionately think of as the “fat farmers wife” look. Considering my food allergies, I don’t expect this to ever happen, and I can’t really see myself putting effort into getting anywhere near that size. I’ve sheepishly admitted once or twice to Mr. S that I’ve looked down at myself, and imagined my body swelling up to around that size. I imagine my face might look pretty cute with the extra pudge around my cheeks, and feel like my arms currently look a little flimsy.
The only problem I have with my weight right now, is that I’ve suddenly lost enough weight that my skirts and trousers have started falling down… which isn’t good for when I’m going for a jog, and I don’t have the money right now to just go and buy a new wardrobe which I might soon become too skinny for again. I’ve been struggling to get my weight back up to where it was. ~66kg (145lbs). I’m around 63kg (139lbs) right now.
For me it’s not about how it looks. It’s more about taking control. I let other people’s ideals drive me to bulimia. I guess I want to do this to prove to myself that I can physically and emotionally. After I finally hit my goal (and I’ve got the spare cash for new clothes), I might just let myself loose the weight again, and see where my body wants to be. At least now I’ve learned how to actually gain a little weight, I have the comfort of knowing I can lose it again at a safe speed that won’t leave me weak and wiped out from lack of energy (like I was every day in the months after I discovered my allergies, regardless of how much I stuffed myself).
Q:Please make a belly play/oil rub video for xhamster! It would be very erotic!
Q:Hello, Shelia! I just wanted you to know that I am enjoying your content here and on BBW-chan, and that I look forward to seeing and "enjoying" more of it! Also, I like the argyle socks you were wearing in the store!
Thanks! So… more pictures with the argyle socks, would be okay, then?
Q:What gave you the idea to put a fleshlight in an fuck like that?
I think we saw a (badly) drawn hentai picture of such a thing (it would have been quite a long time ago at this point, so I don’t particularly remember). I forced Mr. S to buy a fleshlight and we tried it with and without the hard case. Just the insert alone feels the best for both of us.
Q:What's the most you have ever been stretched at one time?
It’s kind of hard to say:
- Double fisting (Mr. S’s hands are bigger than mine for sure).
- The third video I have posted with the inflatable and two regular dildos plus two ben wa balls. Over Stuffed Pussy
- All six of my ben wa balls, plus Mr. S jerking off in me at the same time (entire hand & dick). It was sexy, but maybe a little too intense at the time.
- The one time I got… I think it was seven large hard boiled eggs inside. It was really good till I started masturbating, then I crushed the deepest one and we had to stop and remove egg shell. -_-
- But my new blow up toy takes the cake for birthing. As you can see, it’s fairly big. New Inflatable Dildo
By popular request: an animated GIF of me playing with my belly
edit: Tumblr doesn’t seem to want to animate the GIF, click the image for a working photobucket link.