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This is a fanfic inspired and approved by Bella from Curvage. Check her out! Super sexy, and awesome attitude about feederism and weight gain. 

Bella 

Bella had always been a bigger girl. She was curvier, bustier, hippier, and heavier than most girls, and she absolutely LOVED it. She wasn’t ashamed of her curves one bit, and loved showing it all off in skimpy, tight-fitting clothes. In her early years she was so excited when she first sprouted curves. In her own words:

“...I loved it! Then I started to get jealousy, and then people calling me fat. I wasn’t thin, but I was just curvy! I loved wearing skimpy clothes and got called into the guidance counselors office about it a few times. Think slutty punk/goth with DDs overflowing because that was as big as they came in my band size. That’s the early years 😂”

But Bella didn’t let the negative comments keep her from growing. She made sure to keep her developing curves well-fed so they wouldn’t stop growing...and she never looked back. 

She loved the feeling of gaining weight, and stuffing herself to bursting, the hedonistic feeling of laying around eating and watching all those calories make their way to her ballooning boobs, fattening ass, growing belly…

Soon, her sentiments of “I was just curvy!” no longer applied. She was now fat, and she loved it. She was a very hefty 225 pounds, sporting massive G-cup boobs and a big fat ass, her hourglass figure amplified by the extra pounds.

But she wanted more.

It was around this time when she joined Curvage, where she became part of supportive community of feeders and FA’s. One of her earliest posts:

“Hi, I'm Bella, long time feedee, new to Curvage modeling, and loving it so far! I've been fixated on eating, stuffing, and weight gain ever since my first sexual thoughts. If there is such a thing as being a "pure" feedee, I would have to be that. I can't experience pleasure without at least thinking about being fed and growing fatter. I fought my desire to gain for years and years, but never could resist stuffing my face until I collapsed in bliss at least once in awhile. As soon as I got my first laptop, I even started filming my gorging because it turned me on to watch myself pig out, swell, and grow, but I never had the courage to share it with anyone. Since I found my feeder, I've gained 30 lbs, but I've plateaued recently. I hope that getting admiration and encouragement from all the lovely people here on Curvage will help me blow past 230 towards my goal of 300 lbs and K cup boobs.”

The encouraging community, the extra spending money from her popular Curvage Clips, and the fact that she herself wanted to get even curvier were the perfect conditions for a growing girl to get even bigger. And so bigger she got. Within a few short months Bella head eaten her way to 250 pounds. Her curves were even fuller now. She’d hit her cup-size target a little earlier than expected, already her massive breasts were filling up K-cups now. It seemed her top-heavy, hourglass figure was carrying on even into higher weights, which was incredible. Not to be outdone, the rest of her was fattening up at pace too: her huge ass was straining all her bottoms, and her belly was fatter than ever. She loved the feeling of her fattening ass filling up seats with increasing ease, how heavy her belly felt when stuffed to the brim, and most of all how gigantic her boobs were getting, so big they were starting to get in the way sometimes.

But she still wanted more.

And so she continued to eat, and fatten, and grow. Everything got bigger. And bigger. And bigger…

Today, Bella was 325 pounds of BBW. A full hundred pounds heavier than when she had started at Curvage. She’d met the goal she set when she first posted, and then some.

Bella was sitting on her bed, eating and drinking as usual, as she prepped to shoot the actual video.

She smiled down proudly at her own overfed figure, and was met with a view of her own monstrous cleavage bulging back up at her. To her delight, she had overshot her cup-size goal by a lot. She knew her boobs were destined to get bigger as she gained weight, but even she was not expecting them to get THIS big: her now absolutely colossal P-cup breasts were straining the top she had barely managed to cram herself into. It was the same top she had worn in her “Drunken Greedy Party Girl” video, and thought her hundred-pound-gain milestone was worth making a commemorative video of. Needles to say it didn’t fit as well as it used to. It had been tight then, but now it was barely hanging on, the few surviving straps across the front straining to hold in all the extra boobage she had amassed since then.

Even she was sometimes surprised by how gigantic they had grown. As a “pure gainer”, she still felt like that teenage girl delighted by her growing curves, wanting to show them off to the world. Except now that teenager had grown into a 300+ pound woman with colossal breasts and a massive ass, people literally paying her money to watch her fatten herself up even more. She was living the dream.

“...gotta be careful the girls don’t burst out, Curvage’s nipple rule and all…” she giggled as she tugged at the straps and chest-area of her creaking top, causing her monstrous cleavage to quake even more. She actually loved how hard it was getting to contain and handle her boobs--they were just too much! And it was hot.

She was supposed to begin shooting the video, but she was feeling especially lazy as she scrolled through her phone and ate and drank. Being stuffed and a bit drunk tended to have that effect.

“Mmm this is all your fault” she said to the cake she held in her hand, though she smiled and licked her lips before shoving the rest of it into her mouth piggishly. Crumbs bounced off her cleavage and her lips were messy with cream and sugar. 

“That takes care of that” she said happily through a mouthful, licking her fingers happily as she swallowed. But over the swell of her cleavage she saw the rest of the cake sitting there by her bedside. “Well, maybe I could have one more slice before I start editing…” she grinned, reaching over with a fat, wobbling arm. 

But that one more slice turned into two. Then three. Then four...

A little later the bloated Bella was laying back happily on her bed, her stuffed belly swollen and heavy, and the box of cake now empty save for a few crumbs. She had devoured the entire thing, and was currently chugging her nth can of beer to wash it all down.

“BUUUURRRRPPPPPPPPPP!!!” she went, letting out a huge belch as she looked down at her massive belly. Even stuffed like that it was still a bit hard to see past her monstrous tits. 

She loved this feeling of being drunk-stuffed, and she rubbed her overgrown gut, looking around at the the aftermath of her gorging: lots of crumpled up wrappers that once held individual pastries, a couple of small empty boxes, several empty beer cans, and of course the big empty box that once held an entire cake.

This wasn’t even too out of the ordinary for Bella these days. Such a feast happened pretty regularly, especially with all the extra spending money she had. This was precisely why she was getting so fat. 

She rubbed her fat belly happily, moaning a bit from the pleasure of it. She imagined all those calories she had just consumed making their way to her enormous ass, her giant thighs, fat arms, and of course her massive boobs.

Grabbing her phone, she snapped a selfie showing her bloated belly, her giant breasts resting atop it and testing the top. Her constant reaching for food had caused her top to become even more undone, a couple more straps having come loose or snapped, and now her nipples were showing.

She sent it to her partner, with the message: “Could you pick up more cake and pastries on the way home? I kinda ate everything, and I haven’t even shot the video yet 😂 😍”

She spotted one last box of doughnuts that had been hidden from view, and tore into it as she waited for her partner to get home.

When she got confirmation, she smiled and began scrolling through Curvage, going through all the love she was getting for her latest few posts. 

A couple more people had bought vids, and some had outright donated money for her to spend on food.

“You know what, double whatever you were going to buy! Got a bit more from my fans” she messaged.

She really was living the dream, she thought to herself as she slurped up the cream from the inside of a doughnut piggishly, before gobbling up the doughnut herself. 

“Oh my god, if I keep this up, I am going to get so fucking fat…” she cooed to herself through a mouthful of doughnut.

That was when the final few straps holding her top together snapped, and her colossal boobs tumbled out fully, slapping against her fat belly.

Thrilled, she bit her lip as she looked down at her monstrous mammaries. Even more inspired now, she reached out with her fat, wobbling arms, grabbing one doughnut for each hand and eating with renewed energy. Busting out of clothes always made her want to get even fatter.

“R-cup boobs, here I come!” she said down to her fully exposed jugs, crumbs bouncing off of them.