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"Stephanie's Stuffing" - A Patreon Exclusive Cut
🕑 Added 2024-10-27 20:03:43 +0000 UTCHere is the patreon exclusive sequel to "Playboy Bunny/Chubby Bunny". It is over 1,500 words.
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There was a time Stephanie felt in complete control. And she felt like she was in control right now, but not in the same way. These were her choices she was making. This was what she wanted to do, but she would have never imagined herself acting like this, or looking like this for that matter. When she was slim and sexy and hot, she would have never allowed herself to end up in the bedroom of a guy like Rodney, a fat guy who she would never even given the time of day before. The only time she would have ever thought of Rodney was if she was making fun of him.
But here she was, desperate for any kind of attention, desperate for Rodney.
And desperate for the pizza he had ordered.
Stephanie couldn’t believe she was doing this, but that pizza just smelt so good.
“You know you want it,” smiled Rodney as he held the pizza to Stephanie’s lips.
But then as she went to bite it, Rodney pulled it away again, and when he did his other hand reached forward and gave her belly roll a hard pinch.
“Not so fast, piglet.”
Stephanie’s face grew flushed, from the embarrassment of being called a piglet and having her belly pinched, from the panic at having the pizza that she found herself craving being pulled away from her, and from an unexplained sense of arousal at the whole thing.
How could Rodney, this fat loser, this guy she had spent so much time making fun of suddenly have so much control over her at this moment.
“Do you want it?”
“You know I do,” Stephanie purred as she danced her fingers across Rodney’s leg toward his groin. Part of her was repulsed as her fingers sunk into the flesh of Rodney’s flabby thigh, but she wanted to feel good, and he was the one guy to give her positive attention all evening, so she was determined to cling to it and not let him go.
“Then ask for it,” said Rodney with a wicked grin.
“Won’t you give it to me?”
“Say please.”
Stephanie had never felt so weak and so wet at the same time. Her pulse quickened as her chubby thighs quivered.
“Please. Please give it to me.”
“You need it, don’t you?”
“I need it so bad. Give it to me.”
“You need this piece of pizza cause you’re a greedy little piglet.”
“I need that pizza because I- I need it so bad.”
She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t just call herself a piglet, no matter how fat she had gotten, no matter how much that pizza was calling her name.
But the rumbling in her stomach grew louder, and the warmth between her legs grew more intense, and Stephanie had to admit to herself that her arousal was coming from more than just Rodney’s teasing. Her pleasure was becoming tied directly to eating that pizza.
As she leaned forward with her mouth open, double chin bouncing, Rodney reached forward with the pizza slice toward her waiting mouth. Stephanie let out a soft moan as the scent of the pizza tickled her nose, and she felt her tongue touch its slip. The grease of the cheese started to coat her tongue, and as she went to bite down on it, Rodney pulled the slice away again.
“If you want it, you’re going to have to oink for it.”
“What?”
“I said oink for it, piglet.”
“I am- I’m not- don’t call me that.”
“Oh come on,” teased Rodney as he poked Stephanie’s plush potbelly.
“You’ve gotten pretty chunky.”
“I’ve put on a little weight.”
“More than just a little. And I’ve heard your tubby tummy rumbling. We both know you’re hungry. So oink like the little piglet you are, and we can have some fun.”
Stephanie couldn’t explain it, but there was something about Rodney’s confidence, his dominance, that drove her wild. And that pizza… she couldn’t understate how badly she wanted that pizza.
“oink. oink,” she whispered softly, pathetically.
“That’s the best you can do?”
“Oink. Oink.”
“Louder.”
“Oink! Oink!”
She snorted as loud as she could and leaned forward with her desperate mouth hanging open, and Rodney was happy to oblige her, sticking the pizza into her greedy mouth and watching her moan as she chewed on it.
“Good girl. You’re such a good little piglet.”
“Don’t call me that,” Stephanie mumbled through a mouth full of pizza.
Rodney gently massaged her soft, squishy thighs as Stephanie dutifully chewed on her pizza. And then he prepared a second slice for her.
“I’m full.”
“We both know that’s not true.”
And then he lifted the pizza up to her mouth and hand fed her the entire slice, then a third. After that, Stephanie’s stomach was round and tight like a drum, and Rodney set to massaging it to free up room for more.
“I know a lot of people would prefer you thinner, but I like you much better this way, my chubby, greedy little piglet.”
“I’m not a-”
Rodney quieted Stephanie with a gentle finger to her grease covered lips, and then he tickled her double chin.
“Be honest with yourself.”
As Stephanie chewed on yet another greasy, fattening slice of pizza, her stomach told her that Rodney was right.
“I’m a… I’m a….”
“Say it.”
“I’m a piglet.”
Rodney gave Stephanie’s big bloated belly a proud pat.
“That’s right, piglet. And you’re mine now. And I’ve got big plans.”
After that night, Rodney was an excellent feeder. True to his word, he helped Stephanie become a true piggy. With none of her usual suitors giving her the attention she was used to, Stephanie found herself coming back to Rodney again and again. Even though his own fat body still disgusted her, the way she showed her affection, and the way he fed her, these things kept Stephanie hooked.
She didn’t want to gain weight of course. Stephanie wanted to lose it, but her confidence was shot and her appetite was at an all time high, so with her meetups with Rodney becoming more commonplace, the pounds were bound to pile on.
A lot of those pounds found their way to her belly which continued to blossom with fat. Her gut grew with each new meal that she greedily stuffed herself with. She developed a real low hanging heavy sack of fat, a big blubbery belly that she would cradle with her chubby hands after eating particularly large meals, which were any meals she had when Rodney was around. He loved to play with the large lower roll of her plump belly, squeezing it with one hand while feeding her with the other and reminding her of how she used to have rock hard abdominals that were never going to return. And as her stomach continued to grow over time, she knew that he was right.
She could feel herself getting fatter as he fed her greasy, heavy food and massaged her fat thighs. Stephanie had to admit that Rodney’s hands were fat, and greasy but they were also strong, and they felt real good as he squeezed the soft pliable flesh that made up her thunder thighs. She lost the strut for good thanks to Rodney’s help. He fed her enough to thicken her thighs to the point of forcing her waddle about. He loved to watch her waddle and would often oink as she did so. It was a bit of playful teasing, and when she inevitably waddled back to him to playfully slap him, he would take that as a moment to pull her back to him.
That’s when his hands would find the soft cushions of her broad backside, and Stephanie would really feel like she was back in her element. The way his hands squeezed her fleshy orbs made her feel desired. And her ass was hefty indeed. Just like her thighs, her ass cheeks had ballooned with fat, and she now had a real dump truck ass where her tight and toned one used to be. She had a blubber butt, and the only one that made her feel good about it was Rodney, fat Rodney.
Even Stephanie’s arms grew fatter, becoming like two fat pillows. Her breasts surged forward as well, growing larger, much to Rodney’s delight, but also heavier and saggier which was a pain in Stephanie’s fat back.
But the thing that Stephanie missed the most as she looked into the mirror while Rodney fed her, something he really enjoyed doing, was the beautifully angular face she used to have. Now she was far fatter, and her face showed it. She had chubby cheeks that drooped into jiggly jowls that Rodney especially loved to play with. He would tickle the loose bit of flesh with his finger, and Stephanie couldn’t help but blush. At first it was just out of embarrassment, but over time that little tinge of humiliation turned into a burning sense of arousal. Every time Rodney played with her double chin it made her purr, especially when he paired that act by squeezing her meaty thighs, or if he held a doughnut to her mouth.
“Open wide,” he would say.
And she would do it in more ways than one.
This was her life now, no longer the slim and sexy dominant victim who taunted and controlled others. She was now an obedient fat girl, forever Rodney’s horny feedee piggy.
