#i literally want chinese takeout so bad but i can't justify it

[fatguarddog]

Getting a job at a takeout owned by a couple, I work late for them and as a thank you, can eat whatever I want on shift to keep me going. The food is pretty fatty in large portions, but it's ok, I just take what I need here and there and only put on a little bit of weight

Except what I don't know is that the couple are both feeders and have been waiting for the perfect employee to fatten up, and I seem like the perfect candidate. I don't notice it at first, sharing my shifts with them one at a time, being encouraged to try new additions to the menu, having larger and larger dinners getting used to having the fatty food so often

I plump up faster, a now modest potbelly poking out of my shirts that I hide behind the counter when customers come to collect their orders. One day I'm out back on shift with both of my bosses and one of them says I'm looking really good. I blush and make a shy comment about my little belly, only to gasp when they bend down to get a better look at it. I try to back up, but their partner comes up behind me and gently cradles my gut, relaxing me slightly as they rub it

The first one grabs some food and starts feeding it to me with a big spoon, all my favorites off the menu that they've come to recognise. I don't know why, but I just let it happen, it feels too good to try and escape... just happily locked in this couple's grasp as they cheerfully admit to wanting to fatten me up and keep me as their plaything

They pull up my shirt and rub my swelling belly as I'm fed mouthful after mouthful of rich fattening foods, I moan at their touch and the feeling of fullness, already wondering how many more of my nights are going to look like this