Katie Cummings fan fiction

litmus · July 27, 2022

On 7/25/2022 at 5:54 PM, bishop2g4 said:

I've been lurking since before Yahoo Groups and Dimensions Magazine was the only site around. I'm telling you she's not into it not because I've asked her, but because of what she does for a living.

Her and any sex workers primary skill is making it look like they're really into what they're doing. They're whole shtick is convincing you that they're into it. Especially online, that's the whole deal.

Can you think of any reason why Katie- not her real name, obviously- would be interested in convincing you that she was into the fetish for which she was selling content? Any reason at all that she might try to convince you that she was into it?

I think there is a pretty good chance that the real picture is a bit more complicated than you are portraying. She is the one who started working for Fetish Cartel. She was pretty small at that time and had plenty of choices for what kind of content she produced. I don't think she was ever directly into belly fetish or weight gain fetish, but she and Nito have both said many times that she loves food. The woman loves eating, and her guy clearly adores her ass getting bigger and bigger and bigger.

I'm guessing she, like many humans, has complicated and ambivalent feelings. We are all capable of having contradictory feelings about the same subject.

Consider what follows a piece of fan fiction. A flight of fancy from someone who has watched every step of the way over the last 10 years. This is fiction, but it also may be true. You decide for yourself. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it:

The Porn Queens Secret Appetites

Imagine that you are a woman who loves her own body, is comfortable making porn, loves to eat, and falls in love with a charming guy who treats you great, f**ks you great, and feeds you great. You come from a culture that loves delicious food and celebrates family. Every family gathering is a feast.

You slowly start gaining weight and you love your growing tits, your guy drools on your growing ass, and you are making bank making vids that appeal to guys who love watching you curves grow. You are a f**king rock star. The Lady Gaga of chubby girls. Life is easy and the livin' is good.

Then suddenly, one day, you look in the mirror and realize that you are no longer the super hot porn queen with the big titties and curves for days. You look in the mirror and realize you are FAT. Not just curvy, or chubby, but FREAKING FAT.

So you decide to take stock. You decide you need to lose some pounds and get in shape. You buy the athletic wear and the sneakers and you join the gym. You announce your "weight loss journey" on Twitter and Instagram. You work hard for 6 weeks and manage to drop 8 pounds. Then your appetite hormones start fighting back and your metabolism slows as your body tries to defend your new fat girl, set point. Your willpower is no match for your hunger. Your dude has been "supporting" your diet but secretly, quietly, almost desperately, he yearns for your ass to stay fat. One night, he suggests pizza, your favorite!

Your determination crumbles, old habits resurface, and you boyfriend is quietly, subtly, encouraging you to return to the habits that made you fat in the first place. The diet yo-yo is in full effect. You dropped 8 pounds in 6 weeks of brutal self-denial, now you gain back that 8 and 4 more in 10 weeks. Holy s**t, you are now FATTER THAN EVER.

Now, imagine that this pattern repeats itself 12 times in the next 4 years. You have now gained another 50 pounds in top of the 70 you had already gained. You look in the mirror at your 5'4" frame carrying a whopping #260. You are now officially morbidly obese.

You know you are still beautiful. Guys snap up your vids at premium prices and men stare constantly. Your husband loves it all. I mean absolutely adores every ounce and you can tell he would love you to keep getting fatter and fatter. Your customer base is no longer the mix of old porn fans, big boob fans, and big ass fans that it was when you weighed #200.

No, now your fan base, the guys who pay your bills and provide your fun lifestyle, are almost all BBW lovers, most of them are into weight gain and want nothing more in the world than for you to get fatter. Every bite you take is good for business, every time you make another vain effort to lose weight, your sales slip.

Eating is your greatest pleasure and a form of foreplay with your husband. His dick nearly explodes ever time you indulge and every time you tease him with your now giant ass....

Your fans beg you to play with your belly that has grown rounder and rounder over the years. It drives you crazy, on one hand you desperately don't want to give in. You drew the line at belly play 50 lbs and 5 years ago, but secretly you find yourself caressing and squeezing that growing tire around your middle. It is starting to hang down between your oh so thick thighs. It feels so good to touch it, to squeeze, to lift it from your fupa. When you do it just right it makes you tingle and makes you dripping wet.

Secretly you think about all those men out there who want you to touch it and squeeze it and fondle it on camera. You are so tempted you want the money, in fact you need the money, but you fear that if you start, you will not be able to stop. If you give into their desire for you to eat, you fear you will lose all control of your gluttony. You love food so much and it feels so good to be stuffed full. Once you give in completely, where will it end 280, 300, 320...? Who knows... You take the first bite as your hand squeezes as much belly flab as you can hold in your chubby, greasy fingers.