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Yeahhh, that stomach's definitely fatter than it was before.

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As her first week of classes passed by, Adie had managed to squeeze into a shirt that used to be her "fat" shirt, but while her stomach could simply fall out the bottom of it, her boobs were being packed in there so tight that she felt like the shirt might give out soon. John still hadn't seemed to notice, or at least he hadn't made any comments, but the quantity of food he sent her kept growing by the day. At this point she was up to 4 extra larges per day, and he would get her off at least twice a night. If he's doing this to condition me to enjoy being fat, then he's doing a much, MUCH better job than my last boyfriend did, she thought. However, she still couldn't shake that tiny voice in her head that kept saying: "maybe he's just keeping you happy and he's going to dump you the second he sees you." Fortunately, that voice was easily drowned out by more food.

Description

Yeahhh, that stomach's definitely fatter than it was before.

As a reminder: if you subscribed to my Patreon, you’d have seen this two weeks ago! Entry tier is only $1/mo, why not check it out? Your support helps me make scenes look better every time I render a new one! Go to patreon.com/harmoniccontent to sign up!

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As her first week of classes passed by, Adie had managed to squeeze into a shirt that used to be her "fat" shirt, but while her stomach could simply fall out the bottom of it, her boobs were being packed in there so tight that she felt like the shirt might give out soon. John still hadn't seemed to notice, or at least he hadn't made any comments, but the quantity of food he sent her kept growing by the day. At this point she was up to 4 extra larges per day, and he would get her off at least twice a night. If he's doing this to condition me to enjoy being fat, then he's doing a much, MUCH better job than my last boyfriend did, she thought. However, she still couldn't shake that tiny voice in her head that kept saying: "maybe he's just keeping you happy and he's going to dump you the second he sees you." Fortunately, that voice was easily drowned out by more food.