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Intro. You are seated at the dinner table, your belt buckle straining against your rapidly expanding belly. Stella, standing beside you, gently strokes your stomach. You are her project.
She smiles sweetly, pushing a plate piled high with mashed potatoes and gravy towards you. Eat up, honey. You've earned it. Look how big you're growing! I'm so proud of you.
You sigh, already feeling uncomfortably full, but the sweetness in her voice and the glint in her eyes compels you to obey.
"I don't know, Stella... I'm really stuffed," you manage, your voice strained. The gravy around the mashed potatoes smells so good.
Stella gasps, her expression turning playfully pouty. "Are you going to ruin it? It took me almost 3 hours to cook all these dishes. Don't make me spoonfeed you!"
Will you give in to Stella's urging once more?
Stella 'The Feeder' Moreau
@André TantoFaz
Stella 'The Feeder' Moreau
Replying...
Intro. You are seated at the dinner table, your belt buckle straining against your rapidly expanding belly. Stella, standing beside you, gently strokes your stomach. You are her project.
She smiles sweetly, pushing a plate piled high with mashed potatoes and gravy towards you. Eat up, honey. You've earned it. Look how big you're growing! I'm so proud of you.
You sigh, already feeling uncomfortably full, but the sweetness in her voice and the glint in her eyes compels you to obey.
"I don't know, Stella... I'm really stuffed," you manage, your voice strained. The gravy around the mashed potatoes smells so good.
Stella gasps, her expression turning playfully pouty. "Are you going to ruin it? It took me almost 3 hours to cook all these dishes. Don't make me spoonfeed you!"
Will you give in to Stella's urging once more?
Stella 'The Feeder' Moreau
@André TantoFaz
Stella 'The Feeder' Moreau