Stuffed (and bloated) Pear (Reward) (Patreon)

(SSBBW, Feeding, Stuffing, Sex, Farting)Kate sat on her big, comfortable couch in her living room and felt her heart beating faster with excitement. But it was a thoroughly positive feeling, because in just a moment she would be reunited with someone who would help her live out the kinky desires she carried inside her.

The young woman in her late 20s had a body that fascinated and aroused her anew every single day. Pear-shaped, voluptuous, and soft. An abundance of sexy femininity. Kate’s hips were wide and flabby, with sagging folds and pads full of cellulite, and her butt was a true marvel of jiggling, soft fat. With every movement, everything on that fat dream body swayed and trembled, especially the lower half, which looked almost comically exaggerated. Her thighs were thick and plump, and they rubbed against each other when she walked. However, that was actually still an understatement. It would be more accurate to say that with each of her little waddling steps, Kate’s bloated, tree-trunk-like thighs—with all their rolls of fat and cellulite-riddled folds—had to squeeze past one another. Her belly hung heavily over the waistband of her pants, an inviting sight for any fat lover. She loved to stroke and knead this heavy apron. Over 180 kilos of pure femininity, and Kate felt incredibly sexy in it. She loved how her fat gave way with every touch, how it sloshed and moved in waves. Her closet was filled with tight tops and leggings that accentuated her curves even more, and she wore them with pride.

She’d met Trend on a fetish website where men like him openly shared their preference for fat, pear-shaped women. Of course, on sites like that, fat in every form and all body types were celebrated. Trend, however, had always had a very specific preference when it came to how a perfect woman should be shaped and where the fat was most beautifully distributed. Women with huge butts, wide hips, and soft, jiggly legs. Their last few dates had been electrifying: dining together, deep conversations, and repeated furtive glances at her body. Trend was nice, funny, her age, and made no secret of how much he desired her. Today she had invited him over to her place. The apartment was cozily furnished, with soft pillows and dimmed lighting. Kate wore a tight black top that barely covered her ample breasts and soft belly, and gray leggings that hugged her massive hips and colossal butt like a second skin.

When the doorbell rang, Kate got up as quickly as her overweight frame would allow. Her butt jiggled heavily with every step, and her thighs rubbed together with a soft, sensual sound. She opened the door and smiled radiantly. Trend stood there with a bouquet of flowers and a bottle of wine. His eyes immediately wandered over her body—from her wide hips to her heavy, sagging belly, which bulged slightly over the waistband of her leggings. She had tucked part of her belly into the front of her pants, but the plump woman also wanted her date to see right away how all the fat was spilling out between her leggings and top.

“Kate… you look incredible,” Trend murmured without further ado. He stepped up to her and pulled her into an embrace, and she felt his hands slide lower down her back, almost touching her butt. Happy and aroused, she returned the embrace and let him feel all her soft fat. She was a good head shorter than him and liked resting her face against his strong chest.

“Come on in—I’ve already picked out the movie. And I’m hungry. Really hungry,” she said with a flirtatious grin, swaying her hips extra wildly as she walked ahead of him into the living room. Her ass swayed hypnotically, and her leggings were so tight that the contours of every curve and fold were clearly visible. Trend closed the apartment door behind him and followed the plump ass of the woman of his dreams. Once in the living room, he set the wine and flowers on a table and walked over to Kate, who was already waiting next to the big sofa.

They sat down close together on the couch. Kate leaned back, her belly jutting forward. Trend couldn’t take his eyes off this overflowing beauty. They ordered food via their smartphones—and, of course, they didn’t skimp. A figure like Kate’s wasn’t achieved by eating nothing but salad and rice cakes. Pizza, pasta, burgers—all in large quantities. While they waited, they put on an entertaining but trivial movie.

Their thighs touched, and Kate felt the warmth of his body. Trend already had eyes only for her anyway, no matter what was playing on the screen, and the chubby guy felt the same way, of course.

“Do you know what I like best about you?” Trend whispered, running his fingers along her arm.

“How confident you are. How you carry your fat around as if it were the sexiest thing in the world. You’ve gotten so beautifully fat, my darling. That’s what makes you so damn sexy. You’ve gotten a little fatter since we’ve been seeing each other.” Kate laughed softly and pushed her soft belly out a little further.

“Because that’s what it is, isn’t it? The sexiest thing in the world, I mean. At least for both of us. I love how soft I am. How everything on me jiggles and gives way. And I know you love that, too. And I want to get so much fatter.” The magic words that drove every feeder wild.

They talked for a while longer as the mood grew hotter, and every now and then they touched each other, both sensing how much she wanted to get down to business. But as a feeder and a feedee, that also meant a lot of food—and it hadn’t even been delivered yet. Then the fun would really begin.

The food finally arrived, and they dug in. Kate ate with relish, taking generous bites, and her lips were quickly smeared with grease and sauce. Trend watched her, fascinated.

“You eat so passionately. That’s hot. On our last few dates, I couldn’t stop staring at you when you really dug in.”

Kate grinned with her cheeks full, shoveling another slice of pizza into her mouth while rubbing her increasingly full belly.

Trend moved even closer to her, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

“Let me really spoil you today, my beautiful Feedee. I want to see you get really full.” He took a large slice of pizza, still steaming hot, and held it right up to her mouth. Kate willingly parted her lips and took a big bite.

“That’s good, take more. I love how your belly stretches when you eat for me.”

Kate moaned softly with pleasure, chewing slowly as she let her body sink relaxed into the pillows. Her top rode up as her belly began to round out noticeably. Trend continued to feed her tirelessly—big mouthfuls of pasta with creamy sauce, which she swallowed greedily, followed by juicy burgers, the fat from the meat dripping down her lips. As he did so, he gently massaged her thick thighs or her swelling belly, adorned with stretch marks, and kneaded the soft flesh while offering her one bite after another.

“Eat more for me—let yourself get really bloated.”

Between bites, he stood up briefly and opened the bottle he’d brought to pour Kate some wine. He held the glass to her lips—caringly yet demandingly—and stroked her growing belly. Kate ate with abandon, her cheeks flushed and breathing heavily. Every bite made her belly swell further; the soft rolls grew plumper and pressed against the tight waistband of her leggings.

Trend pressed lightly on the expanding bulge and felt the warmth and fullness.

“You’re so perfect, so greedy. I want your belly to get really heavy and hang over your thighs, jiggling with every movement.”

He then fed her fries drenched in mayo, followed by a whole second burger. Trend practically shoved the pieces into her mouth, but that was exactly how his Feedee wanted it. He was supposed to have control over her growth and fattening, and she wanted to eat as much as he demanded so she could get even fatter and heavier for him.

Kate gasped with pleasure, and her body trembled slightly. “More… I want even more for you.” Trend fetched the rest of the food they’d ordered and sat down so she was half-lying on his lap. Kate leaned her back against her Feeder and let him continue feeding her, while her massive ass pressed against him. He was now stuffing her faster, alternating between various sweet desserts he’d ordered especially for this grand finale—chocolate cake, ice cream that melted on her tongue. Her breasts rose and fell heavily, her belly bulged more and more, and a huge, round ball of soft fat, heaving with every breath, bore witness to Kate’s unbridled gluttony. Sauce and crumbs smeared across her skin, and Trend would kiss her full belly now and then or press his face into the soft rolls. Minutes passed in the pure frenzy of feeding. Kate had drunk liters of Coke and wine, and her belly was now taut and full, her skin glistening. She burped softly and laughed excitedly as Trend cupped her belly with both hands, kneading and shaking it, making the fat jiggle.

Suddenly, a loud, deep fart escaped Kate, rumbling long and heartily. “Ahhh… damn, I’m so full,” she moaned with relish. Trend grinned with lust. “That’s the way to do it, my chubby girl. Let it out.” Kate liked how her bloated body was making room for itself.

“You’ve eaten so much, my plump beauty. You can really be proud of yourself.” Exhausted but also incredibly aroused, the plump woman moaned from the rough treatment of her overflowing stomach—but that was exactly what she liked. Loud gurgling and rumbling emanated from inside her. Kate felt heavenly full, aroused to the core; her entire pear-shaped body pulsed with pleasure and from the immense pressure in her stomach and intestines. “God, I’m so full. Look how round it is.” She pulled up her top, revealing her bare, heavy belly. The soft, pale skin, the deep navel—everything jiggled slightly with her movement. Trend’s eyes widened. He was blown away. “Kate… that’s… perfect. You’re so beautiful.” “Go ahead,” she whispered invitingly. His hands rested on her upper belly and were already touching her full breasts. Trend kneaded the warm, soft fat. He pressed into it, feeling it yield, feeling it move. Kate sighed with pleasure, spreading her legs slightly so that her thick thighs made more room for her overflowing belly. “Harder. I love it when you really grab my fat.” The atmosphere was getting hotter and hotter. Trend’s hands wandered higher, under her top, and cupped Kate’s heavy, full breasts, while he continued to massage her belly. Kate turned toward him and kissed him passionately. Their tongues danced, and she pressed her voluptuous body more tightly against him. “I want you to feel all of me. All my jiggly fat.” Trend kneaded her back, her hips, and finally her huge ass. He pulled her onto his lap, and she sat down on him with her full weight. Her butt completely covered his thighs, soft and heavy. She rubbed herself against him and could clearly feel his hard arousal through his pants.

As she pressed herself tighter against him, she farted again—loud and booming. The fart really vibrated against his loins, and he caught the scent.

“Fuck, can you feel that?” Kate gasped, aroused. “My belly’s so full, it just has to come out.” Trend groaned with pleasure and squeezed her ass tighter. “Keep going, I love it.”

“Then take my clothes off…” she whispered. Trend loved nothing more than that and peeled the plus-size woman out of her tight clothes, covering every exposed centimeter of plump flesh with kisses. Kate’s body revealed itself in all its glory. Her huge ass, her wide hips, her thick, cellulite-covered thighs, her sagging yet plump, overflowing belly, and her heavy breasts. Everything jiggled with every movement. Kate displayed herself to him, turning and bending over, all amid the protesting creak of the overworked couch. The fat woman wiggled her ass vigorously. “Look at me, Trend. All of this is for you. Admire my fat and make this ass even bigger and fatter.” Trend was beside himself with lust. He kissed every inch of her body. Kate moaned loudly, turned back toward him, and spread her legs wide. “Fuck me! I want to feel you deep inside me!” Her belly arched upward, her huge ass pressing into the sofa cushions. Trend entered her, slowly at first, savoring the warmth and tightness. Kate cried out in pleasure, and her thick thighs immediately wrapped around him. He fucked her hard, his hands all over her jiggling flesh. Her tits slapped against him with every thrust, and her ass wiggled rhythmically. “Harder!” she gasped. He turned her around and took her from behind. Her huge butt jutted high in the air, her cheeks spread apart, and he sank deep into her, holding on to her wide hips. Kate’s tits and her overflowing belly hung limply over the sofa, swaying back and forth. The fat sloshed with every hard thrust and slapped loudly.

With every thrust, another loud, raunchy fart escaped from Kate. “Yes… so full and bloated… it’s just coming…,” she moaned, as if in a trance of pleasure. Trend thrust harder, completely taken with her. “Fart for me, my fat beauty.”

Finally, the moment came, and Kate came with a loud moan. Her body trembled, and shivering waves ran through her fat. Trend couldn’t hold back much longer either and came deep inside her.