#Myfeediismwriting

[valgodd]

Oh to be a butch and come home to my femme feeder housewife doting on me. Having the pillows arranged behind my back and being served heavy, homecooked meals, accompanied with rich desserts. I was such a twig when we first met, now my shirts feel tighter and tighter and I’m sporting the beginning of a double chin. My colleagues at the office tease me, saying that it looks like I have a happy marriage. ”yeah she does take good care of me” I say and pat my rounded belly with a content smile.

She stays as slim and elegant as ever. Only I am growing, getting rounder and rounder from her cooking. I can’t turn down the food she puts in front of me, and she serves me such big helpings.

”If you keep eating like this babe, youre gonna get fat” she teases, as I shovel her home made apple pie with whipped cream into my mouth. I just grunt in response. She giggles and pinches my side playfully.

”Well its hardly my fault you’re spoiling me like this… I’m starting to look as if we’ve been married for decades, and not just a year” I sigh, the buttons of my shirt stretching.

”Mhm… Well you do need someone to spoil you and make sure you eat darling… And I want people to see how well I’m taking care of my husband… I want them to see that I keep you round and wellfed and happy”

You lean down for a kiss, and grab the belly roll that has recently formed just under my boobs.