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"Becky and Rosina Share a Feast" - An Exclusive Cut
🕑 Added 2024-07-01 22:49:21 +0000 UTCHere's a little spin-off featuring Becky and Rosina from "The Fat Making Notebook Goes to the Beach". It is only a little over 1,000 words, but it is exclusive to this patreon as a thank you for your continued support.
Enjoy!
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Becky had a hazy memory lately. She didn’t know why, and sometimes she worried that it was somehow connected to her glandular problem, but when she started thinking about that too much she would just sort of… stop. It was like her mind went wandering away from what she was thinking about and she would just find herself walking through some mind fog and ending up on the other side thinking about something completely, usually food.
Big Becky loved to eat now. That wasn’t always the case. She was sure of that. But nowadays she couldn’t get enough of eating. Once she got her glandular condition- something she wasn’t still one hundred percent on all the details of- she guessed that she just decided to give up and start eating like a total pig.
That’s what she felt like a lot of the time too, a big fat pig. That’s what she would be calling herself if she was still thin, that and probably a ton of other names like cow and fatso and lard ass. Becky used to love calling fat people names and reminding them of what a waste of space they were. But now that she was taking up a lot more space these days, she was trying to have a much different attitude about things, and if that meant embracing her piggishness a bit then so be it.
And embracing that piggishness was helped by the fact that she had a sweet little submissive piglet of her own.
Rosina had grown quite a bit in what Becky felt must have been a short amount of time, but she couldn’t quite place it. Still, the petite girl was slim and sexy just like Becky once was, at least she was before Becky started feeding her. Now she was so much more.
Becky had always hated fat people. She remembered always finding them to be lazy and greedy and gross. But she loved the rotund Rosina with her voluminous belly and her blubbery butt. She enjoyed running her chubby hands along Rosina’s plush thighs and squeezing her soft yielding flesh. And she enjoyed pushing food on Rosina, although, of course she always ate more- much more.
And that’s what brought her to this moment.
A feast sprawled out on her dining room table, burgers and fries, fried chicken, donuts, and a tub of ice cream waiting for her in the freezer. All of it was procured and prepared for Becky by Rosina, sweet, caring, FAT Rosina.
“You ready to eat, big girl?” Rosina said with a smile as she rubbed Becky’s big blubbery belly.
“Three burgers?”
“Two for you, one for me.”
“You take the biggest one. I don’t want you wasting away.”
“Whatever you say.”
“That’s right… piggy.”
“Oink. Oink.”
Becky and Rosina dug in. The burgers were everything they promised to be, delicious, juicy, greasy, and fattening. They could feel the grease running down their multiple chins and dripping into their cleavage as they tore into the burgers as fast as they could, stuffing them in their fat faces so they could move on to the fried chicken as quickly as possible.
“You should be eating faster,” said Becky as soon as she was done with her first burger. It was a point she emphasized with a loud very unladylike burp, something she certainly never would have done when she was thinner.
“I’m still learning,” replied Rosina before letting out a little burp of her own.
“Well, learn faster. I want you fatter and getting fatter means eating more, and eating more is easier when you do it faster.”
Becky tore into her second burger, and Rosina did as she was told, practically shoving the rest of her burger into her mouth, pushing what she could in and cramming her cheeks full.
“Thash beffer,” said Becky with her mouth full of greasy burger.
Rosina finished her burger before Becky finished her second and let loose a victorious burp.
“You think you’re done, piggy?” said Becky with a raised eyebrow.
“I don’t think so. You better get started on that fried chicken, and there are still plenty of french fries left.”
Rosina, the formerly bitchy skinny hot girl turned submissive feedee dutifully did as she was told and shoved a handful of hot and salty french fries into her mouth before going to town on the fried chicken. She tore into the chicken and sent crumbs into her cleavage as she did so. Becky just responded to Rosina’s dutiful piggishness with a nod of approval before going back to working her way through the rest of the burger.
She was done with that burger in short order, and from there it became a race to see who could eat the most fried chicken out of the bucket. Rosina had a bit of a head start, but Becky was clearly the more practiced of the two. Rosina tried to keep ahead, but as it got close to the end of the bucket, it was clear that Becky was catching up and poised to take the lead. By the time there was one last piece in the bucket, their piles of sucked cleaned bones were dead even. As the two hungry pigs stared down at the last piece in the bucket, they both knew there was only one thing to do.
Fight for it.
Their fat arms clawed at the chicken. Bingo wings wobbled as they each grasped that last wing in their chubby hands. Finally, in a display of her dominance, Becky ripped the last piece of chicken out of Rosina’s hand and demolished it in seconds leaving Rosina to settle for some of the oily skin that had fallen off in the struggle.
After indulging in a victorious burp, Becky moved right along to the donuts. She snorted like an angry pig at Rosina as a way of ordering her feedee to get to eating some donuts, and as ordered Rosina dug in. The donuts did not last very long, and by the time they were done, Becky and Rosina’s fat faces were covered in powder and icing and cream and jelly.
Becky and Rosina spent several moments afterward burping and nodding in satisfaction before Becky looked at her feedee with renewed hunger in her eyes.
“Good job, piggy. Now go get us that ice cream, and you better be eating it right out of the tub when you’re coming back in here.”
“Oink. Oink.”
Rosina hopped to her feet as quickly as her big overfull belly would allow, and headed toward the kitchen.
Becky gave Rosina a smack to her broad backside as she waddled by and then sat back with her chubby hands resting on her tight yet blubbery belly and a wide smile on her big fat food covered face.
