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  1. ur girl is one of the hottest girls ever! if it were not for the outrageous gain of carmen lafox, this thread would be totally popping by now
  2. this thread is like a physical incarnation of 90% of curvage members' top fantasy. congratulations
  3. don't know anyone receiving better snapchats holy shtttt
  4. Emma looked up at me, her eyes glistening, pouting. "Baby, do I really have to eat more?" She really wanted to know this time. I knew she meant business when she stuck out her lower lip like that. Her hands rested gentler on the outer edges of the exposed belly jutting out from beneath the now tight red vinyl rope tying her to the kitchen chair. She had returned to the house early from work today, giggling as she held a medium sized, freshly baked carrot cake and a whole carton of vanilla ice cream. And the red vinyl rope. My eyes had practically rolled out of my head. I had nearly screamed with sexual excitement. "Okay baby. I'll untie your ropes. You're getting so fat now! You ate so much." Looking down I saw the melting ice cream in the carton on the table, a white drop dribbling down its side. I had fed her all but two little spoonfuls. Nothing was left of the carrot cake. I looked up at her classically symmetrical face. Her hair was light autumn brown and her glistening eyes were the same. I knew I had never seen a more alluring sight. Looking down again I could see tiny little red stretch marks forming just below her belly button ring. After just five weeks of feeding! Her belly pushed out another inch once the red rope fell slack. Rising from the chair she stared up into my eyes. We kissed - choirs of angels seemed to fill the kitchen with ethereal music - all was warm, her lips softer and more reassuring than anything. They tasted of cinnamon. Her plump middle pushed into my lower abdomen, softly, reluctantly - as if hesitating. I couldn't believe how sensual Emma behaved now, ever since she revealed her secret sexual longings to me five weeks ago. We had been in my car outside of her house when she had grabbed me and looked me in the eyes and confessed. She said she had always wanted to get fatter. Now, after five weeks, she had piled on nineteen pounds. I loved it. The best was her desire to be teased. Now my fingertips walked themselves down her sides to her derriere and squeezed two soft handfuls. "Oh babe, Emma. You've gotten far too chubby." My words trailed off as her sparkling eyes met mine, her tongue grazing over her white teeth. "Oh baby." She exhaled - a soft moan - and pushed her body harder into mine. I pushed back. I felt a drop of sweat behead my left ear. She was turning me on, and on, and on - I felt ready to climax just then and there, despite my jeans and socks. "Let's go to bed. Me first. Watch." Emma walked - no, she undulated - past me. I noticed that her bra was now at least one cup size too small. Then I looked down at her bottom. Soft, white thighs spilled out from beneath her little green panties, and delicate love handles balanced right above. She was a Gorged Greek Goddess. I thought: a whole cake and a carton of ice cream in half an hour! I needed to undress her right away and reward her for voracious appetite. I followed, ready to please her in whatever way she demanded. I was her slave now. I just wanted her to keep going. I would make her climax over and over again - and then repeat the whole chair role play again later that night. I'd buy her a whole large pizza... "Hurry baby" Emma turned and stuck out her lower lip. I sprinted towards her. (original post here http://fantasyfeeder.com/cms/infusions/stories/view.php?id=7036)
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