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I'm busted, and this is not roleplay.
My weight gain has gotten out of control, so I've been *trying* to watch what I eat. I even enlisted my feeder to help me, because I cannot be trusted to control my own appetite. I just don't have the willpower to stop myself from eating and eating until I feel like I'm about to pop.
But I did something bad. I ordered for delivery after dinner- a large order of Chinese food. And my feeder was too late in noticing to stop me. But when I checked the delivery status, I was busted.
The food was already on its way. And, for that, he told me I needed a punishment. He went into our closet and pulled out lingerie that I was already outgrowing before I ever became a feedee: some painfully tight Calvins. He told me to put them on and said that I had to stuff every last bite of food into my poor, soon-to-be stretched out belly- until I was bloated and burping and wimpering. And then he started to record me..
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