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It all started when my little sister was 18 years old. In the spring of that year, she pulled her ligaments so badly in a sports accident that she was advised not to do any more sport or other sports that put strain on the ligaments. However, this didn't bother her too much, as she had only started playing sport out of peer pressure. And by the time she graduated from high school in the summer, mum and dad had become a little princess. While I had to work and study, she could sit in front of the TV 24 hours a day and eat sweets in her pyjamas. She also gets everything she wants, so she never lifts a finger herself. For example, if she wanted money, she was given a few thousand dollars in cash, if she wanted something specific to eat, she got it. In itself, it wasn't a big problem financially, as we were rich and she mostly just wanted to eat fast food and chill on the sofa. I was still a bit angry that she got everything and I didn't, but somehow I could understand my parents, because her big blue eyes and her sweet look were really unbelievable. But what I didn't realise at the time was that this was just the beginning of a sweet development.
It took just one month for her to become a fully-fledged, yet sweet Messy. What I also noticed quite quickly was that her flat tummy had been replaced by a cute, big bacon belly and her already quite large breasts were now even bigger and hung slightly over her tummy. I also realised more and more how stupid my little sister was, so I guess she had an adorable appearance to cover up her stupidity.
Neither of these things bothered our parents, on the contrary, she was given more and more to eat and her stupidity was reinforced by television and other media. I still held back, but I couldn't take my eyes off her body when I met her in the house or on the sofa, and I thought she was cute when she didn't understand much and looked at me with her big, confused eyes.
One evening I was sitting at one of my books for a long time when suddenly there was a knock at the door. I left my room and went downstairs to open the door. When I opened it, my sister was standing in front of me, wearing a red bra filled with spaghetti and long, thin trousers that reached down to her knees and clearly showed off her big, voluminous bum and legs. Her hair was, as always, messy and messily cut into a short hairstyle that looked like she was wearing a wild animal. She stared at me and I stared at her until she said, "Give me something to eat. I'm hungry!" She walked past me and sat down on the sofa.
I quickly got a packet of biscuits and some chocolate. She took a piece and put it on her moist, rosy lips. With her mouth full, she asked: "Can I have some more?"
"What would you like?" I asked.
She replied with her fat biscuit in her mouth. "Do you think you could order and pay for a pizza at the next restaurant?
"I don't know."
"Come on, I'll do you a favour.
I glanced at her big belly. "Okay."
"Thanks."
I ordered her a one-inch pizza when there was a knock at the door. I got the pizza, paid and brought it to her. When I brought the food, she said, "Can we make a deal?
"And what kind of deal is that?
"I'll give you your pizza back if you eat a slice of my body, and when you're done, you feed me."
"I see."
"Okay, deal."
I sat down on the sofa with her, took a small piece of her belly and shoved it in my mouth. The pizza tasted good, but my sister's gooey skin was better.
"There, done."
"Fine, take my pizza.
I took the pizza and put a slice in my sister's mouth. She popped another one in her mouth, then another and so on. They ate the whole pizza, so after 30 minutes there wasn't a slice left.
When she had finished, I started touching my sister on her stomach, legs and all over her body. She sat there, arms above her head, face down, smiling happily. I slipped my hands under her bra and massaged her large breasts, which were very soft and yielding. I started to pinch them and even shake them. She enjoyed it and when I finished she looked at me with a "more", which I would have welcomed if it wasn't for the door. I quickly pulled my hands back and pretended to watch TV with her.
My mum stood in front of us and stared at us. "What's going on here?"
My sister said, without pretending once: "He bought me a pizza and fed it to me."
Mum didn't know what to say, so I replied: "Yes, that's right, I bought her a pizza and fed it to her.
"Good, I'm tired now. I'm going to bed, you should do the same."
"Yes mum."
And I went to bed.

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It all started when my little sister was 18 years old. In the spring of that year, she pulled her ligaments so badly in a sports accident that she was advised not to do any more sport or other sports that put strain on the ligaments. However, this didn't bother her too much, as she had only started playing sport out of peer pressure. And by the time she graduated from high school in the summer, mum and dad had become a little princess. While I had to work and study, she could sit in front of the TV 24 hours a day and eat sweets in her pyjamas. She also gets everything she wants, so she never lifts a finger herself. For example, if she wanted money, she was given a few thousand dollars in cash, if she wanted something specific to eat, she got it. In itself, it wasn't a big problem financially, as we were rich and she mostly just wanted to eat fast food and chill on the sofa. I was still a bit angry that she got everything and I didn't, but somehow I could understand my parents, because her big blue eyes and her sweet look were really unbelievable. But what I didn't realise at the time was that this was just the beginning of a sweet development.
It took just one month for her to become a fully-fledged, yet sweet Messy. What I also noticed quite quickly was that her flat tummy had been replaced by a cute, big bacon belly and her already quite large breasts were now even bigger and hung slightly over her tummy. I also realised more and more how stupid my little sister was, so I guess she had an adorable appearance to cover up her stupidity.
Neither of these things bothered our parents, on the contrary, she was given more and more to eat and her stupidity was reinforced by television and other media. I still held back, but I couldn't take my eyes off her body when I met her in the house or on the sofa, and I thought she was cute when she didn't understand much and looked at me with her big, confused eyes.
One evening I was sitting at one of my books for a long time when suddenly there was a knock at the door. I left my room and went downstairs to open the door. When I opened it, my sister was standing in front of me, wearing a red bra filled with spaghetti and long, thin trousers that reached down to her knees and clearly showed off her big, voluminous bum and legs. Her hair was, as always, messy and messily cut into a short hairstyle that looked like she was wearing a wild animal. She stared at me and I stared at her until she said, "Give me something to eat. I'm hungry!" She walked past me and sat down on the sofa.
I quickly got a packet of biscuits and some chocolate. She took a piece and put it on her moist, rosy lips. With her mouth full, she asked: "Can I have some more?"
"What would you like?" I asked.
She replied with her fat biscuit in her mouth. "Do you think you could order and pay for a pizza at the next restaurant?
"I don't know."
"Come on, I'll do you a favour.
I glanced at her big belly. "Okay."
"Thanks."
I ordered her a one-inch pizza when there was a knock at the door. I got the pizza, paid and brought it to her. When I brought the food, she said, "Can we make a deal?
"And what kind of deal is that?
"I'll give you your pizza back if you eat a slice of my body, and when you're done, you feed me."
"I see."
"Okay, deal."
I sat down on the sofa with her, took a small piece of her belly and shoved it in my mouth. The pizza tasted good, but my sister's gooey skin was better.
"There, done."
"Fine, take my pizza.
I took the pizza and put a slice in my sister's mouth. She popped another one in her mouth, then another and so on. They ate the whole pizza, so after 30 minutes there wasn't a slice left.
When she had finished, I started touching my sister on her stomach, legs and all over her body. She sat there, arms above her head, face down, smiling happily. I slipped my hands under her bra and massaged her large breasts, which were very soft and yielding. I started to pinch them and even shake them. She enjoyed it and when I finished she looked at me with a "more", which I would have welcomed if it wasn't for the door. I quickly pulled my hands back and pretended to watch TV with her.
My mum stood in front of us and stared at us. "What's going on here?"
My sister said, without pretending once: "He bought me a pizza and fed it to me."
Mum didn't know what to say, so I replied: "Yes, that's right, I bought her a pizza and fed it to her.
"Good, I'm tired now. I'm going to bed, you should do the same."
"Yes mum."
And I went to bed.