SPOILED WITH FAT
How getting spoiled made me fat, and getting fat made me ROTTEN.

Let this be a cautionary tale. Five years ago I decided to move in with a feeder. I was chubby, but not yet fat. I still held onto my desire to be what society said was attractive, but the tendency to indulge was already there. I wanted desperately to give into my kink and balloon, but I knew I needed a push. Which is just what my feeder gave me. Really it was more of a nudge, because once I let go, there was no turning back. Every pound snowballed into ten, every spoonful gave way to multiple plates and servings. It seems like in the blink of an eye I've gone from** curvy softball player** to** obese stay at home girlfriend**. Contemplating my journey, I realize now that I'm completely** spoiled, gone bad with lard and fat.** It's consumed me and my entire life, I eat to please the masses, fattening for your personal pleasure. This is my life now, and unless you wanna end up like me (or with someone like me) you better be careful to avoid spoiling...

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